anika & The Sistine Chaplain - November Lyrics

It was a midmorn November
It was almost December
And it was always November in my soul
It was a midmorn November
Those days I'll always remember
And I will always remember
Because they're gone
Ooh, woah, woah, woah, woah
Ooh, woah, woah, woah
You're not quite winter
But I thought it was a worth my something poor
You're not bitter
We burn like scripture
It's been almost forever
Since I've been gone
You tell me lift my eyes
Way beyond my cloudy skies
As the good wind likes to fly
I leave my worries all behind
Ooh, woah, woah, woah, woah
Ooh, woah, woah, woah
So it's that midmorn November
It makes me always remember
Yeah
Where I've come from
Where I've come from
Always, all in my head
Always, all in my head
Take your time
Always take your time
Always, all in my head
Always, all in my head
Take your time
Always take your time