Stay out with me tonight.
There's some blankets in the back.
Caught on Autumn's edge out near the woods once again, but this time no one expects us back.
I know it's cold but it's that kind of cold that doesn't feel bad when it's late.
So let me be bold or I'm gonna be bold-I've thought of you on and off since 1988.
About your recent investment plan, it smells like $50 stuffed into a Ziplock bag.
I thought you guys were all totally clean, but I guess we all need something to relax.
I know you have some place to be-prepared some information for someone in some hours-but if we can't get it together fall, at least let this semi-perfect scene to be ours.
So remain relaxed and remember that there were once more temperate Novembers.