The City on Your Sweatshirt

I wore the city on your sweatshirt
Like a place that I had been
Knew the rent on little kitchens
Where you'd never let me in
You said maybe after summer
I went looking at the trains
You were talking about the weather
I was practicing your name

The city on your sweatshirt
Was the closest that I got
I was packing up my whole life
You were giving me a top
Now it's folded in a parcel
With the sleeves tucked out of sight
There's a city I could live in
But it doesn't have to be your life

Got a postcard from my sister
She's been working by the sea
Says the bakery needs somebody
And the spare room still is free
I am not calling it forever
I am not calling you at all
I am taking my own jacket
I can buy one when it's cold

The city on your sweatshirt
Was the closest that I got
I was packing up my whole life
You were giving me a top
Now it's folded in a parcel
With the sleeves tucked out of sight
There's a city I could live in
But it doesn't have to be your life

Funny how a printed skyline
Looked so much like destiny
Till I saw a different window
With a chair pulled out for me

The city on your sweatshirt
Was the closest that I got
I was packing up my whole life
You were giving me a top
Now it's folded in a parcel
With the sleeves tucked out of sight
There's a city I could live in
But it doesn't have to be your life

I wore the city on your sweatshirt

Can go home without me