There's a coat that I won't wear again 'till late some time this year
And when I hang it in my closet I'll go on about my day
Just a passing little chore
but before I close the door
I take one final look upon it
And I wonder just the same

How many times?
How many times?

Will I get to see the season's change
And stand here at the door?

How many times?
How many times?
Will I be sittin' here?
How many times?

Well there's a general store in Maine
Where I spent some younger days
I took a drive one day to see it
With a long lost love of mine
And though that day it now was years ago
I can not help but feel as though
I was such a foolish child
As we argued on the ride

How many times?
How many times?
Did I look for something petty
As love stared me in the eye's
How many times?
How many times?

Will I get that chance again?
How many times?

There's a simple understanding
In the moments undemanding of our notice
We build years and months and days
Until we're sudenly afraid of what we've chosen
Have I done all that I can?
Could I have been a better man?
I need to do more with these moments
Need do more with less time
It's time to ease from concentration
Into focus

And there's a friend that I once knew
And before his days were through
He was dark and he was stormy
But he could laugh at all the world
I loved him
Took it all in stride
And though I laughed only outside
I'd give my life to take the loneliness
That he had to endure

How many times?
How many times?
Did I get to see my friend alive
And think nothing of it?
How many times?
How many times?
Did I look upon his face
How many times?
And though he's gone now
I have this song now
And I'll still get to sit here
Remembering the lines
And though I'm not yet under
I can't help but wonder
Will we get this chance again

How many times?