Hey, on your way
Turn back once to me
How far I've come and I'm still not alone, but you won't turn to see
I recall in a song a time and a place
But that song is a soundtrack that's all been erased
Turn your head towards mine and rest it on my shoulder
I've made up our minds, it's another October, and you're free
Another year has pa**ed us, now I'm donning a mask
Sometimes I wonder if it really all happened, but was afraid to ask
I recall in October I painted a face as I tried to disguise the lines that I traced
I'm stick in paradigm, like a statue or a soldier, I've made up our minds
And I thought it over, it never really made much sense to me
Another October and you're free
Now I'm stuck in time, October seems much colder
This calendar was always too much for me, and I want you back, but
I wonder if I played it over, I wonder, would it sound the same?
In the fall leaves are falling, and I'm falling again
Turn your head towards mine and rest it on my shoulder
And I've made up our minds, and now that it's over, we're
Stuck in paradigm, like a statue or a soldier, and I've made up our minds
And I thought it over, it never really made much sense
Another October and you're free