I'm done

Baby, I'm done

We had a little history

We had a lot of fun

It's hard to push a tire swing

When you're sitting on one

But I got down

Felt the hard ground

And I'm done

We're through

Honey, we're through

The leaves changed while I waited

For the right thing to do

Driving through the Catskills, I'm not thinking about you

I saw a storm cloud

I'm headed home now

And we're through

Half of all my dreams are braided still

Into your black hair

It took more than time to pull them free

Along with myself

Along with myself

Along with myself