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Snow is falling downOn this cold November morning. SomehowI forget what it was I was thinking aboutI see a picture of youAnd I remember the summer, when our love was newThe trees were green; your eyes were green, tooAnd when are you coming home?When are you coming home?When are you coming home?Empty cans of beerThey lace the ground in the woods by my house. "Hey, winter's here!"More parties, I used to party goodChillin' with the football teamStart a fire, grab a girl with little self-esteemI couldn't do it, I wouldn't do it. What the hell is wrong with me?And when are you coming home?When are you coming home?When are you coming home?When are you coming home?When are you coming home?Tell me when you're coming homeSnowing is falling downOn this cold November morning From Letras Mania