I should know who I am by now, I walk the record stand somehow, Thinkin’ of winter Your 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
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...