I should know who I am by now, I walk the record stand somehow, thinkin’ of winter the name is the splinter inside me while I wait
And I remember the sound of your November downtown, And I remember the truth a warm December with you, but I don’t have to make this mistake, and I don’t have to stay this way if only I would wake
the walk has all been cleared by now your voice is all I hear somehow calling out winter your voice is the splinter inside me while I wait
And I remember the sound of your November downtown, And I remember the truth a warm December with you, but I don’t have to make this mistake, and I don’t have to stay this way if only I would wake
I could have lost myself in rough blue waters in your eyes, and I miss you still
oh I remember the sound of your November downtown And I remember the truth, a warm December with you but I don’t have to make this mistake, and I don’t have to stay this way if only I would wake