Where We Live (Brooklyn) - Saga, Thelonious Martin

It’s cold when it’s October here

So I guess I won’t see you at my birthday this year

And who’d have thought a love like that

Would wither and wash out as winter pulls near

I’m not gonna cry about it no

I’m just gonna lie about it

Your laughter filling my sails

As in fall the golden leaf must give in to the winds

This here tale of love is somehow meant to end where it begins

So

Back where we started

Back where we started

And why don’t we just leave it

No

Not broken hearted

Just back where we started

And why don’t we just leave it at that

The summer asked no questions and the wind found no excuse to abridge our story

Over

And nature is a faithless friend and counting on her favours will make you

sorry (yeah)

I’m not gonna cry about you

It’s not like I’ll die without you

Your laughter filling my sails

As in fall the golden leaf must give in to the winds

This here tale of love is somehow meant to end where it begins

So

Back where we started

Back where we started

And why don’t we just leave it

No

Not broken hearted

Just back where we started

And why don’t we just leave it at that