It's pretty cold for late september
The autumn winds been creeping in the summer
Sun's packed up is long gone
There's a whole lot of leavin' goin' on
Hey
I bet it's warm in california
I think it's time to hit the road
I just might call that band of gypsies
Go searching for our pot of gold
Seems like lately
There's a whole lot of leaving going on
I close my eyes and
Picture your hand in mine
I hear your voice it takes me back to that time
I could find a reason to be strong
Seems like lately
There's a whole lot of leaving going on
Close the windows draw the curtains
He ain't the only one here hurting
No one's right no one's wrong
Lately there's this whole lot of leavin' goin' on
When I close my eyes I picture your hand in mine
I still hear your voice it takes me back to that time
When I could find a reason to be strong
Seems like lately
There's a whole lot of leaving going on
Ha ha ha
You used to live to say you love me
Now you've got one foot out the door
This thing you turn around and ask me
Do we got it anymore
I close my eyes and
Picture your hand in mine
I still hear your voice that takes me back to that time
When I could find a reason to be sure
I close my eyes and
Picture your hand in mine
Yeah I'll walk that line
You'll never hear me saying goodbye
So pretty baby please be strong
Seems like lately
There's a whole lot of leaving going on
And I'll come back home again
Oh
Oh