Peter Mulvey - November Lyrics
Close my doorClose my eyesPress my fingers to the glassWhy does November drag its heels when October never seems to last?The television tells us love can make a mute man speak ormake a closed man walk outsideBut time sheds its light on all that I wanted to hideI get off the train I stumble 'round the SquareI look for the poems at my feetYou and I come homeAnd there we ***** and moan'bout all the perfect lovers that we never seem to meetYou'd better let someone love you instead of pushing us all awayUntil time rolls right over all that you wanted to sayI know you are hurtingI see you tied up in knots over thereBut these are the days we are givenThey are precious we must live them I swearThis could be the last warm day in a cold and ugly NovemberWhen it's all over, what are you going to remember?Hey old one up thereWhere's the snow where are the lighted windows of our passing age?You know you never told us of the bitter coldTrying to find the heart inside each well-built cageStill i forgive youI would not have it any other wayI can say it only once more, I love youStayStayStay
