would have changed

I practice nostalgia like it's religion Snow on my dash, left the windows open I spend every year trying to be different But it'll always be October again And isn't it funny how none of them feel like the last? And isn't it sad, how it never feels like the last? You joke about me missing your call And my hiking pole scrapes the asphalt You grace me with your presence on the walk And I smile, 'cause it's the first time I've enjoyed the fall And isn't it funny how none of them feel like the last? And isn't it sad, how it never feels like the last? The moments go like leaves on trees, so fast I would have changed for you, but you never asked When the first blizzard hits, I can only stare Snowflakes shine on the tips of your hair I hardly notice the bite of the cold in the air Know the right way around, take the old stairs Sink inside the grays and the blues of the woods Slick sled marks remind me of my childhood Sigh gently, Tetons have always done me good And if you asked me to come over I still would And isn't it funny how no season feels like the last? And isn't it sad, how moments never feel like the last? They go like leaves on trees, so fast But what weight would they bring, unless they've passed? And I would have changed And I would have changed And I would have changed And I would have changed