When you decide to return again to the land that raised you You find yourself traveling back to your new england home And you're passing through And you run into somebody i used to know Tell her i been thinking about her in the coming of the snow And if you're standing on the pier by the empty harbor And the fishing boats are lying quiet until the spring And you need a fire to sit beside While the winter weaves out its cloak Tell her i been thinking about her in the coming of the snow And if you awaken with her long hair spread across your shoulder And the day outside is as dark as her eyes Take care to hold her close into the morning And she will be true to you if you love her more than i And if you're traveling in the woods i used to walk along And you find her out there standing in the falling leaves And a chill should pass through the arms that cradle her longing You know you can take her hand one more time for me