Here I am againnComing in from the coldnHere I am againnHumming your tunenWell here I am againnJust waiting around in my rain soaked shoesnHalf smile, half frownn'Cause I'm thinking about you in your summer dressnOh you're out there in the sun somewherennSo maybe I should go get lostnOr maybe I should go get drunknOr maybe I should just forgetnAll about younnWoken 3 A.M. by the freight trainnIt's all crickets and puddlesnAnd weeks and weeks of rain herenI hear that Alix is back in New YorknBut this small town it suits me wellnI like all the farms and the fieldsnThat lead me far down dirty roadsnOh and these things I just want to tell you stillnBut you stopped listening, oh well, didn't you?nnSo maybe I should go get lostnOr maybe I should go get drunknOr maybe I should just forgetnAll about younnWell it's just a waste of timenThis old broken record songnIt plays over in my headnIt just goes on and on and onnIt just goes on and on and onnSo here I am again, coming in from the coldnHere I am again, humming your tunenHere I am again, just waiting aroundnWishing, wishing I wasn't missing younWishing I wasn't missingnWishing I wasn't missing younnSo maybe I should go get lostnOr maybe I should go get drunknOr maybe I should just forgetnAll about you nn