Light snow fallingnOn the muffler shops and the lumber yardsnThe streets are slick as glassnDitches lined with stranded carsnThe tow trucks are busy nDealing with the evening rushnI might have picked a better daynI probably shouldn't expect that much n(chorus)n(I'm just) On the outskirtsnOf an old familiar townnWith a misty darkness coming downnOn the fringesnOutside looking innShe says Well now where you beennDidn't expect you back againnTrying to get out of the windnAre you nownnStanding on the doorstepnSomething doesn't feel the samenStrange car in the drivewaynI guess I really can't complainnI wonder should I even knocknOr Just head out on my waynAnd It's an awkward momentnStaring at the floornFilling up the ashtraynn(½ chorus)nnCold coffeenStyrofoam cup from the Stop 'n gonThrow it in the floorboardnCatch the weather on the radionFreezing rainnContinued on through the morningnTravelers' advisorynI'll give a little more warning next timenn(chorus)n(repeat to fade)