"Love Song for November"
Smile back at me
Crisp wind
For I know your chill
Is not personal
Fall down on me
Rain of this grey sky
I know you soon will be
Strikingly white
Bring forth all that you can muster
Oh, sweet November
Curl and dance high
Smoke of fires bright
For I know inside
Someone is warm
Bring forth all that you can muster
Oh, sweet November
Bring forth all that you can muster
For naught can I be turned
From loving you for what you are
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