The Note [Message From Home]

I hope you kept the note That I left for you to read Or did you throw it away For passers-by to stop and see? And nothing can account For reasons why I'd be so mean Why do I open my mouth Where I know silence should have been? Now the leaves are off the trees The view is clear this time of year And as I watch as you go out I see the breath sigh from your mouth And nothing can account For reasons why I'd be so mean Why do I open my mouth Where I know silence should have been? You never kept the note That I left for you to read I know you threw it away I saw it blow around the streets And nothing can account For reasons why I'd be so mean Why do I open my mouth Where I know silence should have been?