Winter here is coming
The leaves are almost gone
You can hear the birds migrating

Through the sky lit autumn dawn
The colors here are changing
There's no green in sight

And the snow has made it's entrance
So the ground is paved in white


I'm sure you're doing great out west
And you're fine out on your own
But know the front door key still works

If you chose to come back home

Have you made a lot of friends there

In this new life that you've made?
Are there days that you think maybe
You should possibly have stayed?


I'm sure you're happy where you are
And you do not miss the cold

But remember where the spare key sits
If you want to come back home


There'll be seconds, sometimes minutes
Where your face won't cross my mind
There'll be days that I'm not angry

That you left me here behind
And I know you've gone to find yourself
It doesn't make the pain hurt less

When I'm here all alone I wonder
How I'd fare out west


Oh I'd sail upon my feet
And the sounds of the pacific ocean
I'd be basking in the heat

With my face lathered in suntan lotion
And all the stars I'd see
While they're driving on gold streets

No none of that competes
With living here out east


Cuz though I miss you
And God do I miss you
A life out there would make me feel

Incomplete

Cuz I'd miss the change in seasons

And the smell of fire wood
And though I'll be out to visit
New York's my home for good

I'm sure you're happy where you are
And you're fine out on your own
Just know I'm here with open arms if you find yourself

Back home.