(Tim Gearan & Michael Dinallo)

Take what you want, see to it
You dust all your memories away
Cause I can't find the strength to do it
Can't remember what should go or what should stay

CHORUS
But it's a fine time of year to do it
And it's a fine time of year to let me know
Well it's a fine time of year
To watch you disappear
It's a fine time of year to let me go

Well you got a way with unmarked boxes
There's something there that you could call your own
I can't find a pleasant way to put it
So I'll just leave it in the closet and be gone

(CHORUS)

Now there were times back in the day babe, we'd pull it all together
Weather every storm that ever came our way
Oh but now here you are, packing boxes and books and dishes
All your wishes coming true for you today