Its a cold November sting,
A month not for the wedding bells to ring
With thoughts for souls and mourning,
You think of her rejoicing,
How could you love her in just this December,
Is Love that fast?
Please remember.
So fast
Its a cold November sting,
A month not for the wedding bells to ring
With thoughts for souls and mourning,
You think of her rejoicing,
How could you love her in just this December,
Is Love that fast?
Please remember.