Winter Pockets Lyrics

Intro: D
Walking in the winter,
Down rows of empty sidewalks,
I reached into my pocket,
Found an old note from you.
It read: Baby doll, I love you.
Cant wait to see you Sunday.
I tried to hear you read it
And remember your voice.
Was it sweet, was it sultry?
Did you tremble when I heard it?
Did you sing softly to me,
Whisper words in my ear?
So I sit and I think of you.
So I sit and I wonder who
You sing songs to now.