Massachusetts Lyrics

Oh how the seasons lie

Cold Massachusetts eyes

Twelve months wasn't so long ago

I'm guessing you're the winter type

Otherwise you wouldn't think twice

Maybe they put something in the cobblestone

Autumn how your fire grows

You are all that I call home

God knows why did you have to go

Autumn how your fire glows

Snuffed out by Cambridge lows

I'll concede I like the way it feels

Oh but it's hard to breathe in that bitter wind

And it's harder to look back

Cold regret it bites again

Beneath the scarf around my neck

Memories change colors

Last month decorates the ground

Still too afraid to call home

But I'll make it back somehow