And I hear you're in San Francisco
End of October
Dear I miss your fire so sweet
How it's so warm and breezy
In the summer and the fall
See it was coming
I woke up one morning
Reminded me winter
Life here is easy
Yellows and grays
It took me by surprise again
And I wonder when
And her husband's way down in Georgia
Living with your sister who's a mother to be
Was just 'round the bend
Wishing you'd come home to me
When you're coming home
And I hear you're in San Francisco
I wonder when you're coming home
I'm sure you recall
The sleepy brown woods seem to
Paint the sad skies today
Nod down their heads to the winter
And I've got no heat here
And her husband's way down in Georgia
Nod down their heads to the winter
And I miss your fire so sweet
And I wonder when you're coming home
Yellows and grays, paint the sad skies today
And I'm still in old Tennessee
But winter's upon me now
Somehow I just did not
Living with your sister who's a mother to be
And I'm still in old Tennessee
The wind through the window
Wishing you'd come home to me
