Taillights through silver rain
Somebody's excited to be going away
Spring like December on the corner now
Let the memory fade and I'll forget
Well I hope she's not alone
Smiling everywhere she goes, so sweet
Then I remember she's a little older now
I'd let that fade, but I don't know how
And when the sun comes up dead
You get sick of it
Makes a howling in your head all the time
Springtime or December
Can't find cover now
Children may get excited
When the sun comes around
I'm gonna walk in silver rain
Look for mine the same
Walk for miles till the memory fades
And when the sun comes up dead
Makes it hard when you know
That it's a story that gets told all the time