How's life, tell me how's your family
You've been good, busier then ever
And I go back to October all the time.
It turns out freedom ain't nothing but missing you,
Wishing that I'd realized what I had when you were mine
I go back to October, turn around and make it all right.
I go back to October all the time.
These days I haven't been sleeping
Then I think about summer, all the beautiful times
I sit beside you, watching your smiling face
And realized that I loved you in the fall.
And then the cold came, the dark days when fear crept into my mind.
You gave me all your love and all I gave you was goodbye.
And I go back to October all the time.
It turns out freedom ain't nothing but missing you,
Wishing that I'd realized what I had when you were mine.
I go back to October turn around and change my own mind.
I go back to October all the time
I miss your tan skin, your sweet smile, so good to me, so right,
And how you held me in your arms that October night,
The first time you ever saw me cry.
Maybe this is wishful thinking,
Probably mindless dreaming
But if we loved again I swear I'd love you right.
I'd go back in time and change it but I can't
So if the chain is on your door, I understand.
You've been good, busier then ever
And I go back to October all the time.
It turns out freedom ain't nothing but missing you,
Wishing that I'd realized what I had when you were mine
I go back to October, turn around and make it all right.
I go back to October all the time.
These days I haven't been sleeping
Then I think about summer, all the beautiful times
I sit beside you, watching your smiling face
And realized that I loved you in the fall.
And then the cold came, the dark days when fear crept into my mind.
You gave me all your love and all I gave you was goodbye.
And I go back to October all the time.
It turns out freedom ain't nothing but missing you,
Wishing that I'd realized what I had when you were mine.
I go back to October turn around and change my own mind.
I go back to October all the time
I miss your tan skin, your sweet smile, so good to me, so right,
And how you held me in your arms that October night,
The first time you ever saw me cry.
Maybe this is wishful thinking,
Probably mindless dreaming
But if we loved again I swear I'd love you right.
I'd go back in time and change it but I can't
So if the chain is on your door, I understand.
