November

The evening hydroplanes The streetlights they start screaming The air is thick enough to hold Your nose starts bleeding You kindly, slowly walk around your empty house The smallest sight of you is shimmering on the ground November Oh, November The love and sadness on the corners of your smile The night outside is restless waiting for the light The windows smirk at me, they're letting in the dark There's nothing like the way you loiter in my heart November