Soft by night
Lazy by day
And her eyes are always
Little Cat can't ever be yours
It's something other, something else she adores.
Her eyes are a green that's hard to define
And you wake up from dreams with her on your mind.
Little Cat cries in the dark all alone
And Little Cat knows she can never go home.
Sad Little Cat in love with the moon
If you care to touch her, do it soon.