Lyrics:

Thanks for the ride to the airport
My hand got stuck out the window
And it felt so good cuz it never had
I caught a look on my way home

When I got out you were there
Knocking the front door
The cold gets in the things you wear so good
It's that time again

Thanks for stopping by the river
So I could run to take it for every day we wake
Here's one to remember the first day of October

When I got out you were there
Knocking the front door
The cold gets in the things you wear so good
It's that time again

It don't mean much
We never had a chance
We're out of touch
The space between us spells it out
It don't mean much
We never had a chance
We're out of touch

When I got out you were there
Knocking the front door
The cold gets in the things you wear so good
It's that time again