Some kind of lovin' I guessI could have found
I loved you to bits but you know
I was a coward
Had to recover from salt stuck in my wounds
Pasted a picture of you into my book
You still own the fall
Give me a wave of your hand
Give me a smile
I'll be back sooner than that
You promised for hours
I stood by the window and tried,
Tried to look back
But October never reflects only distracts
You still own the fall