November Songtext / Lyric

it's hard in November

with the start of the cold

and weather making

hands look old



though it's hardly November

it is already here

but you don't seem

to blink an eye, my dear



there's no resisting the winter

nights will get longer and longer

and every bit of persistence

is only among the stronger



I'm dreading December

to hell with December

and all of its cheer

the most wonderful time of the year






sure, look away from this car crash

and call it a fender-bender

some things are nothing

when one is the pretender of pretenders



it's hard in November

with the start of the cold

and weather making

my hands look old



I'm dreading December

to hell with December

and all of its cheer

the most wonderful time of the year



sure, look away from this car crash

and call it a fender-bender

some things are nothing

when one is the pretender of pretenders



it's hard in November,



when December has ended

and fireworks explode

we'll hope for the better

knowing what we sowed



oh, what we sowed