The Tears November Brings

November, sad, sad, November
Bringing back all the memories
I care not to remember
Of the love I had
That died on the eve of December
And I feel like I am dying again
All the pain that rides
In the wake of winter’s wind
And I know I will never forget her
When the wind echoes softly
Haunting me whispers of forever
Of the love I had
That died on the eve of December
All the prayers and promises
All the wishes I made
Can not return the girl
That time took away
And as quickly as she came to me
She left without a trace
With the wind wearily whispering
And one sad last look left upon her face
She took with her the vastness of my soul
And slowly gives it back piece by tiny piece
In the coldness of the snow