Texty: Blue Rodeo. Just Like A Vacation. Hasn't Hit Me Yet.

You say that you're leaving
Well, that comes as no surprise
Still I kinda like this feelin'
Of being left behind

This ain't nothing new to me
Well, it's just like goin' home
It's kinda like those sunsets
That leave you feelin' so stoned

Hey, hey, I guess it hasn't hit me yet
I fell through this crack and I kinda lost my head
I stand transfixed before this street light
Watching the snow fall on this cold December night

Never thought this could happen
But somehow the feeling is gone
You got sick of the patterns
And I got lost in this song

Hey, hey, I guess it hasn't hit me yet
I fell through this crack and I kinda lost my head
I stand transfixed before this street light
Watching the snow fall on this cold December night

Hey, hey, I guess it hasn't hit me yet
I fell through this crack and I kinda lost my head
I stand transfixed before this street light
Watching the snow fall on this cold December night

And out in the middle of the lake Ontario
The same snow is falling
On the deep silent water
The great dark wonder

Into the waves of my heart
Into the waves of my heart
Of my heart