There's a kind a way that's true to who you are

And I'm hard pressed to find it

There's a kind a day that left me in the dark

And it hurts me to know that

You didn't think of me

When that's all I can do about

You since you chose to leave

Which pocket of starlight

Looks enough like you?

If you gimme an inch, imma take it a mile

Across latitudes

So, imma bet on last best chance I have

To answer the question I can't ask:

Which pocket of starlight

Has to be you?

You could ask me for anything, and

I woulda done it

But you kept me at an arms length

And I didn't know if

You knew what that did to me

And it don't seem like it

But if you'rе still there to reach

Which pockеt of starlight

Looks enough like you?

If you gimme an inch, imma take it a mile

Across latitudes

So, imma bet on last best chance I have

To answer the question I can't ask:

Which pocket of starlight

Has to be

You?

You?

Has to be

You?

You?

Which pocket of starlight

Looks enough like you?

If you gimme an inch, imma take it a mile

Across latitudes

Which pocket of starlight

Looks enough like you?

If you gimme an inch, imma take it a mile

Across latitudes

So, imma bet on last best chance I have

To answer the question I can't ask:

Which pocket of starlight

Has to be you?