Testo November

Snow is falling down
On this cold November morning. Somehow
I forget what it was I was thinking about

I see a picture of you
And I remember the summer, when our love was new
The trees were green; your eyes were green, too
And when are you coming home?
When are you coming home?
When are you coming home?

Empty cans of beer
They lace the ground in the woods by my house. "Hey, winter's here!"
More parties, I used to party good

Chillin' with the football team
Start a fire, grab a girl with little self-esteem
I couldn't do it, I wouldn't do it. What the hell is wrong with me?

And when are you coming home?
When are you coming home?
When are you coming home?
When are you coming home?
When are you coming home?
Tell me when you're coming home

Snowing is falling down
On this cold November morning