November

Summertime comes and goes

And autumn’s here to fast

The time of year that takes me

I’m living in the past

The car pulls down the drive

And tail lights fade away

A rear view glance at me

As I slowly start to wave

“I’ll be gone till November”,

Its what you said

The day you left and I remember

the rain was falling down

Recalling in my head

The best times

With you

With you

Sitting here in this town

Driving past your house

Places we used to love to go, we laughed out loud

Now it’s just not the same

And memories just remain

All the times we shared before the days we had to change.

“I’ll be gone till November”,

Its what you said

The day you left and I remember

the rain was falling down

Recalling in my head

The best times

With you

With you

The hardest part of growing old is growing up

Goodbye is never forever if it never lasts that long.

The best times are the only times we never know until they’re gone.

“I’ll be gone till November”,

Its what you said

The day you left and I remember

the rain was falling down

Recalling in my head

The best times

With you

With you