Emerson Drive - November |
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November
Emerson Drive She was sittin' on the park bench feedin' pigeons on Beacon Hill I was takin' my dog Jack out for a run, we had little time to kill But the next thing I knew, we were sittin' there talking, laughing, into the night And from that moment on she never left my side I still don't know if it was Jack or me that somehow caught her eye Those autumn nights were long She was the first love of my life My arms all around her I still can feel the softness of her hair falling on my face There's always something 'bout this time of year And I remember November It takes me to that place Waitin' tables at the Hungry Eye After work she'd come by She was workin' her way through school I was playin' a club down on the waterfront Around 3AM we'd grab some takeI never would have dreamed we'd ever say goodbye Then we'd hang out and stay up all night just talkin' and messin' around She felt like the sun to me on those cold November nights Lookin' back I can't explain what happened I guess we were just two kids goin' different ways On that dark December day And I remember November |
