October

I asked the writer
Tell me what to say
And I asked the driver
"Turn the other way"
And I asked my mother
Give me one more day

But no one told me how to feel
No, no one told me how to feel

It hurt like the window
Breaks your little hands
Kissing your fingers
Baby take a stand
And so said my father
I'll never understand

And no one told me how to feel
No, no one told me how to feel

And after all your cavities
Picket signs, and sea stories
Leaves will fall and cinnamon
I'll see you in October
Don't forget your memories
You'll need them through security
Baby please come back to me
I'll see you in October

So said the writer
There's nothing left to say
So said the driver
"I only go one way"
So said my mother
It has to be today

Okay