End of October

The sleepy brown leaves
Nod down their heads to the winter
Yellows and grays
Paint the sad skies today
And I wonder when you’re coming home
I know you’re in San Francisco
Staying with your sister
Who’s a mother to be
Her husband is way down in Florida
But I’m still in Boston can’t you see
Wishing you’d come home to me
Life here is easy
I’m sure you recall
How it’s so warm and breezy
In the summer and fall
But winter is upon me
And I’ve got no heat here
I miss your fire so sweet
 I miss your fire so sweet
And I wish you would come home to me…

{modified DF lyrics}

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