Last Place You Look

The grass is always greener
As I'm sure that you've found
And if I find my way back on the last leg of this trip
I'm betting I'm finding you there

As long as it's constantly changing
As long as it's constantly sound
There's no sense of impending danger

There's no sense in hanging around for the winter
If I'm not going to be in your arms wrapped around me
What have I got if you're there?

We'll be home in December
The leaves don't fall from the trees
As long as you remember you are always with me

We'll be home in December
The leaves don't fall from the trees
As long as you remember you are always with me

It's not my place to find it
Not something that I get to choose
Don't be scared 'cause you're not something I'm willing to lose

And I'll bet you find it in the last place you look
And I'll bet you find it in the last place you look