Sweet November

I cheated myself, my sweet November,

I loved, I burned and I crashed.

I cried so many nights, I couldn't remember,

If I was present or if I passed.

I never thought you'll come along,

And  raise me from my kneeling,

Revive my spirit that was numb

Living on borrowed feelings.

I've hoped for you to find me countless days,

My joyful, sweet November,

So I began to search for ways

To end my aimless wonder.

I traded, fought and struggled

Giving away my freedom,

And soon my soul was muddled

And love was just a season.

I never spoke of love again,

And such affairs that render

Excruciating pain. But then,

You found me sweet November. 

Today I am as new

As water rushing from the mountains,

Wrapped in the miracle of you,

I am as fearless as a titan.

Today I'll speak of love again,

As love is once more tender,

And I will treasure life with you, like when

You found me, sweet November.