I asked the writer Tell me what to say And I asked the driver To turn the other way And I asked my mother Give me one more day But no one told me how to feel No, no one told me how to feel Hurt like the window Breaks your little hands Kissing your fingers Baby, take a stand And so said my father I'll never understand And no one told me how to feel No, no one told me how to feel And after all your cavities And picket signs, and sea stories Leave will fall, and cinnamon I'll see you in October Don't forget your memories You'll need them through security Baby, please come back to me I'll see you in October Yeah when I thought of you Well girl, nothing came to mind Yeah when I thought of you Well, nothing came to mind And you said "How are you" but Nothing came to mind When I thought of you, no Nothing came to mind So said the writer There's nothing left to say So said the driver We only go one way So said my mother It has to be today Okay