On days like this when it's damp and cold
I think of long ago nights
we'd sit sipping wine by the fire place
with no reasons at all for fights
the years went by and nothing's changed
expect for me and you
lately it seems to me
fighting is all we do
On days like this when Fall's in the air
I recall long winter nights
we'd wrap up warm and weather the storm
holding each other tight
never a need for harsh words
we'd laugh and joke all night
but recently it seems to me
all we do now is fight
On days when the sun was high in the sky
and it's close to zero degrees
I'd sit in the chair close to the heater
and you'd be on your knees
you always had your mouth full
and ya new how to do it right
but that was then and this is now
all we do is fight...