Sorting through laundry
Again you come to mind
It's Monday morning
Sometimes there's no explaining it
I laugh
And pull out
A soaking maple leaf
From my jeans pocket
And it reminds me
Where you'll find me
Where I go you'll find me
Cause I'm not doing this again
I'm gonna sit back
This time through
Let love want after me for once
That stop in Strathroy
Was the saddest moment of longing
Clearly out of gas
It's dark
Of course no one's calling
And that weight
She came back up over on me
And I knew exactly where I was going
Where you'll find me
Where I go you'll find me
Cause I'm not doing this again
I'm gonna sit back
This time through
Let love want after me for once
And I'm at it again
I am driving
Get as far as Dexter
I should turn around
There's nothing there for me either
My mind in Provence
Turns out it's some stripper's house
There nothing there for me
It's just a fantasy
Where you'll find me
Where I go you'll find me
Cause I'm not doing this again
I'm gonna sit back
This time through
Let love want after me for once
