Raining in November

It's raining in November
Coldwater from the sink
It's running down my spine
And filling up my drink
I wish I could remember
The way you touched my hand
I shouldn't drag you out to water
When you're safe and sound on land

You left here in the morning just
A couple months ago
Stuck out in Americana
Always the last to know
My chest was weighed real heavy
And my throat was wound real tight
I think I know now why you left
You were running for your life

Now I don't know which way we're going
Back into the arms of the only man I love
Or into this empty bed
With your name inside my head
I don't know

A week ago I called you
I was three nails to the wind
Told you I was lonesome
You said you knew how that had been
I was gone for weeks and months
Without a single call to home
He packed his bags and left
So he wouldn't be alone

Maybe I was rotted
I was gutted and for sale
Sold to all the cities
Who'd pay to hear my tale
The songs I sang out on the road
Never will compare
To the ones I sing to the empty rooms
Of this house when you're not there

Now I don't know which way we're going
Back into the arms of the only man I love
Or into this empty bed
With your name inside my head
I don't know
I don't know