November
On the corner by the church, I can hear the women curse
as they talk about the daffodils
in Miss Carolyn's front yard
Down in the parking lot, out in the back,
the men in their suits are splitting
a pack And I know, come next Sunday,
they'll be saying Hail Marys for that
There was a time
There was a time
There was a time that now I can hardly remember
all's I know it was early November
the time that I swore I would always come back to you
Girls chasing boys chasing boys chasing girls
The Stevenson twins pulling Anabelle's curls
And Dad told me that means that really they want something more
Falling in leaves, pushing and shoving
Mud on our sleeves, grass stains and tights running
I ruined my outfit
and Mom wasn't happy with that
There was a time
There was a time
There was a time that now I can hardly remember
all's I know it was early November
the time that I swore I would always come back to you
And I know that I swore,
but I can't get there anymore
It just doesn't feel the same
But there was a time
There was a time
There was a time that now I can hardly remember
all's I know it was early November
the time that I swore I would always come back to you
as they talk about the daffodils
in Miss Carolyn's front yard
Down in the parking lot, out in the back,
the men in their suits are splitting
a pack And I know, come next Sunday,
they'll be saying Hail Marys for that
There was a time
There was a time
There was a time that now I can hardly remember
all's I know it was early November
the time that I swore I would always come back to you
Girls chasing boys chasing boys chasing girls
The Stevenson twins pulling Anabelle's curls
And Dad told me that means that really they want something more
Falling in leaves, pushing and shoving
Mud on our sleeves, grass stains and tights running
I ruined my outfit
and Mom wasn't happy with that
There was a time
There was a time
There was a time that now I can hardly remember
all's I know it was early November
the time that I swore I would always come back to you
And I know that I swore,
but I can't get there anymore
It just doesn't feel the same
But there was a time
There was a time
There was a time that now I can hardly remember
all's I know it was early November
the time that I swore I would always come back to you
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Writer(s): Patrick Kelly, Kate Vargas, Loren Wollerman
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