Last Place You Look

the grass is always greener as i'm sure that you've found

if i find my way back on the last leg of this trip

i'm betting i'm finding you there

as long as it's constantly changing

as long as it's constantly sound

if there's no sense of impending danger

there's no sense in hanging around for the winter

if i'm not gonna be in your arms around me...

what have i got if you're there?

we'll behome in December

the leaves don't fall from the trees as long

as you remember you are always with me

it's not my place to find it

not something that i get to choose

don't be scared 'cause you're not something i'm willing to lose

i'll bet you find it in the last place you look