Oh how I love this time of year
when all of my troubles seem to re-appear
and they're playing the strangest lullabies 
for a sleepy, sleepy man sporting the darkest eyes

I've never seen him in town
but if he makes you feel like i'm not around
I know my place and I can wait
but I really love the way he holds your face


Now darling I know things have been 
a little fuzzy here from time to time
and I know I went after you with a knife 
and said a lot of crazy things that probably
hurt you and really just didn't make me look 
like a nice kind of guy

but I want you to know that, that wasn't me
I'm a changed man and I only wish that you'd 
have the kindness in your heart to see 
but I guess you don't owe that to me 
and I guess you don't owe me any kind of
an explanation for doing what you did

But it's ok though. I'm getting by just fine 
and the preacher said "all shall be healed in time"
but there's just one thing I can't really seem to get off my mind
you have a thousand hearts to love but for some reason you picked mine


Now it is time and I will go
dressed in all the red I will walk so slow
and look at you all and laugh in your face
as I close the door and leave this place