First November Snow

Driving me back home
 Fumble with your door
 Looking at your collection of CD's on the floor
 After Halloween, back two weeks ago
 Walking home from the party
 First November snow
 Bedroom on the side gets colder at night
 Earrings on the dresser, sleep left in your eyes
 Album circles back, but no one's keeping score
 I'm still playing dress up, you're criss cross on the floor
 I'm coming clean, but I remember me
 And you together, first November
 You showing me all that we could be
 And it felt better, first November snow
 Cut my hair myself, you said you'd never know
 Christmas lights round the mic at the Strafford basement show
 Now you're coming when I call
 It happened just like that
 And if you go down to Hammond, you won't come back
 I'm coming clean, but I remember me
 And you together, first November
 You showing me all that we could be
 And it felt better, first November snow