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Rowwen Heze
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November (Live)
The Autumn horizon wakes me from my sleep. I feel your cold hand touch me and I weep. An Indian Summer, the wind gave breath to the leaves. The fall of a season. Look back from where it came.
The fangs of a bitter frost bite tear me limb from limb. It makes me see all sides and returns to haunt my days. Icy fingers hold me outstretched to an ice plagued world. I hear old Jack Frost painting on the edge of my window sill. And he says to me without a doubt, 'Do you believe me?' And the wind whispers low, 'November's leaving.'
We seek sheltered havens. A fire sings lullabys. The storm blows icy water on a frozen desert sea. Icicle daggers get thrust deep into my heart. The Autumn is crucified to tear this year apart.
The fangs of a bitter frost bite tear me limb from limb. It makes me see all sides and returns to haunt my days. 更多更详尽歌词 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔镜歌词网 Icy fingers hold me outstretched to an ice plagued world. I hear old Jack Frost painting on the edge of my window sill. And he says to me without a doubt, 'Do you believe me?' And the wind whispers low, 'November's leaving me again.' To the cold...
I reach for warmth. Please hold me closer. See my breath in the wind as your love chills me to the bone. Frozen anguish, I stand alone, As we seek for refuge from the cold. Winter's dagger in my heart. The Autumn is crucified to tear us all apart.
November, I hear you're leaving. November, I hear you're leaving me again. November, Will you come back to me again?
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