Mama, it is raining leaves, I love the way she says that and, I love this part of town. I love being surrounded by so many kinds of trees, October on the west side reminds me to fall back east, 'Cept I don't feel like falling for, The feeling that I've gotta fall, I feel like standing tall, And getting all of my ducks in a row, I'm sure some times I'll waver, But I'll savour good intentions I know, that progress not perfection is the only way to go,
So, there's room for those, That are beautiful, and amazing.
Are perfect for being creative and cosy,
Mama, it is raining leaves, I love the way she says that and, I love this part of town, Mama, it is raining leaves, I love the way she says that and, I love this part of town...