The story behind this song
Twenty-five years ago it was folding chairs in an uncle's yard and a suit borrowed a half-size wide at the shoulders — her mother's pearls, one tremble, then she steadied him, the bolder of the two. Somehow that became a whole life: the house painted twice, robin's-egg blue then the gray she talked him out of doubting, the girl who learned to dance standing on his shoes.
Now she hums at the sink like it's nothing at all, and it's everything. For the husband who'd sign up for every October again, and wants to say so while she's close enough to hear it.
Lyrics
The leaves are turning again
Right on schedule
Like they know what month it is for us
Right on schedule
Like they know what month it is for us
Folding chairs in your uncle's yard
A borrowed suit a half-size wide at the shoulders
You wore your mother's pearls and trembled once
And steadied me, the bolder of the two of us
The maples dropped their colors like confetti
Twenty-five Octobers gone — who's counting? I am. Always ready.
A borrowed suit a half-size wide at the shoulders
You wore your mother's pearls and trembled once
And steadied me, the bolder of the two of us
The maples dropped their colors like confetti
Twenty-five Octobers gone — who's counting? I am. Always ready.
We were too young to know
What we were promising
What we were promising
Twenty-five Octobers, my love, and the answer's still the same
The yes I said in a borrowed suit, I'd say again today
Through the house we painted twice, the girl we raised down the hall
You hum at the sink like it's nothing at all —
It's everything. It always was.
Twenty-five Octobers, and I'd do every one because of you. Just because.
The yes I said in a borrowed suit, I'd say again today
Through the house we painted twice, the girl we raised down the hall
You hum at the sink like it's nothing at all —
It's everything. It always was.
Twenty-five Octobers, and I'd do every one because of you. Just because.
Remember the winter the furnace quit
We slept in coats and laughed till the pipes thawed out
The smell of paint that whole first summer —
Robin's-egg blue, then the gray you talked me out of doubting
Our girl learned to dance on the kitchen tile
Standing on my shoes while you clapped the time
We slept in coats and laughed till the pipes thawed out
The smell of paint that whole first summer —
Robin's-egg blue, then the gray you talked me out of doubting
Our girl learned to dance on the kitchen tile
Standing on my shoes while you clapped the time
Nobody warned me
The ordinary would be the treasure
The ordinary would be the treasure
Twenty-five Octobers, my love, and the answer's still the same
The yes I said in a borrowed suit, I'd say again today
Through the house we painted twice, the girl we raised down the hall
You hum at the sink like it's nothing at all —
It's everything. It always was.
Twenty-five Octobers, and I'd do every one because of you. Just because.
The yes I said in a borrowed suit, I'd say again today
Through the house we painted twice, the girl we raised down the hall
You hum at the sink like it's nothing at all —
It's everything. It always was.
Twenty-five Octobers, and I'd do every one because of you. Just because.
Someday our girl will stand in some October
Folding chairs, somebody trembling at her side
And I'll lean over and tell you what I'm telling you tonight:
It goes fast. Hold on. You're the luck of my whole life.
Folding chairs, somebody trembling at her side
And I'll lean over and tell you what I'm telling you tonight:
It goes fast. Hold on. You're the luck of my whole life.
Twenty-five Octobers, my love, and I'm not done counting yet
Give me twenty-five more and I still won't pay the debt
The house, the girl, the gray we picked, the hymn you hum unaware —
I'd take the long way through it all as long as you were there
It's everything. It always was.
Twenty-five Octobers — marry me again, just because.
Give me twenty-five more and I still won't pay the debt
The house, the girl, the gray we picked, the hymn you hum unaware —
I'd take the long way through it all as long as you were there
It's everything. It always was.
Twenty-five Octobers — marry me again, just because.
The leaves are turning, love
Put on your coat
Let's go count them
Put on your coat
Let's go count them
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