Marillion

Track 7 of _Seasons End_
There's a line on her jeans
That a ballpoint made
>From a careless mistake
That she can't wash away
There's a heart on her sleeve
>From a spill of red wine
There's a piece of green in blue of her eyes
She named it after me
There's a stray dog she feeds
That she found in the street
And he loves her to hold him
But he won't let her keep him
And he claws at the door
To be let out at night
And she makes do without him
and she worries about him