When the breeze turns sharp
and trees begin to undress
when it dawns on me
my world is not the same
I see you
I feel you
as you were
when you were strong
before another chose to bring you down
How could I forget...
November skies tell me
how much I have lost
and remind me
of all the love I have known
and I don't know if
I should laugh or cry
Nov 23, 2014
Nov 23, 2014 at 8:57 PM UTC
When the breeze turns sharp
and trees begin to undress
when it dawns on me
my world is not the same
I see you
I feel you
as you were
when you were strong
before another chose to bring you down
How could I forget...
November skies tell me
how much I have lost
and remind me
of all the love I have known
and I don't know if
I should laugh or cry
