| It's cold when it's | |
| October here | |
| So I guess | |
| I won't see you at my birthday this year | |
| And who'd have thought a love like this | |
| Would wither and wash out as a winter pulls near | |
| I'm not gonna cry about it | |
| No, I'm just gonna lie about it | |
| Your laughter filling my sails | |
| So Back where we started | |
| Back where we started | |
| And why don't we just leave it | |
| No Not broken-hearted | |
| Just back where we started | |
| And why don't we just leave it at that | |
| Leave it at that... | |
| The summer asked no questions | |
| And the winds found no excuse to abridge our story (Over) | |
| Nature is a faithless friend | |
| And counting on her favours will make you sorry (Over) | |
| I'm not gonna cry about you | |
| It's not like | |
| I'll die without you | |
| Your laughter filling my sails | |
| So Back where we started | |
| Back where we started | |
| And why don't we just leave it | |
| No Not broken-hearted | |
| Just back where we started | |
| And why don't we just leave it at that | |
| Leave it at that... |