Peter Fonda - November Night | Текст песни

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• November Night

You say that you're restless
You say that you know me too well
You've seen all my best and you've heard
all the stories I tell
You think you've been taken for granted,
you're probably right.

I'll remember a November Night,
when the dawn on your doorway
shone white with frost
and the soft love that always began
with the touch of your hand
and recall the mornings that tossed
your hair in the wind.

Time's made it meaningless
I'm not the same, you can tell
But why am I leaving
unless time had only meant well?

There's nothing left now to excite you...
no reason to try.

I'll remember a candlelit sky
and the summer surrounding the ground
where you and I lay
and though we were always alone
with all secrets known,
we both were aware and afraid
the closeness might end.

My love's like a dancer
she weaves through the dangers complete
with well rehearsed answers and
rational reasons for beat.
But if it decreases or ceases to always seem right

I'll remember a November Night
when the dawn on your doorway
shone white with frost.

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