It was when you had your tongue stuck down November’s throat
That meant I’d soon lose the hands that you’d tuck inside of December’s coat

Still, I lost a family to which I thought I belonged
But I couldn’t face your mother’s heart which I knew I had wronged

I could sit up all night pouring myself onto my bed
Only in tear-drenched fabrics would we have ever been ‘wed

And only to me, I wonder if your Father would have given you away
But if he did, I would have owed him for a debt that I could never repay

If I knew your side of the bed would have been cold this long
I’d play you back Track Eleven on Glory Days and hit repeat on the song