When the sun starts to rise
to find my eyes
full of tears for you
and you haven't got one clue,
why I miss you
thee burning desire to see you once more
then you will ne'er know the person
you once knew and loved anymore.
O! how I wish I could see you again
you were like a rose
delicate and sweet
always in a pretty pose
from where I could see
your hair was tied with a ribbon all pink and bright
and when people saw you
you made their heart come alight.
You were always afraid of losing our love
but in the end, I lost you far above.
Your elegant harmony of song
began to fade only to become,
a memory I once loved.
I wonder whether you remember
The way I loved you In November.
