It's pretty cold for late September The autumn winds is creepin' in The summer sun packed up it's long gone There's a whole lot of leavin' goin' on I bet it's warm in California I think it's time to hit the road I just might call that band of gypsies Whose searching for our pot of gold Seems like lately there's a whole lot of leavin' goin' on I close my eyes and picture your hand in mine I still hear your voice it takes me back to that time Where I can find a reason to be strong Seems like lately there's a whole lot of leavin' goin' on Close the window draw the curtains You ain't the only one here hurtin No one's right no one's wrong Lately there's a whole lot of leavin' goin' on I close my eyes and picture your hand in mine I still hear your voice it takes me back to that time Where I can find a reason to be strong Seems like lately there's a whole lot of leavin' goin' on You used to live to say you love me Now you got one foot out the door It's then you turn around and ask me Do we got it anymore I close my eyes and picture your hand in mine I still hear your voice it takes me back to that time Where I can find a reason to be strong