November

Jealous of the coastline, I’m jealous of a life I’ll never lead
I don’t feel the bitter breeze, I don’t feel the morning air the way that you do
The miles don’t forget you so many places left to be redeemed
But I’d say I know my heart and I’d say that I don’t feel the way that you do

November…I wish things turned out a little different
Cold winters up north won’t ever be the same
If I get on a plane and breathe that mountain air again
You can keep the rain, but I think I’ll take my heart
I left it in November

If I could live another lifetime, I might be brave enough to chase the sun
I could be free from all this doubt and tearing down some highway to nowhere
I want the life you’re living or maybe I just need a place to run
But you never needed me and now I see the reason that it ended

November…I wish things turned out a little different
Cold winters up north won’t ever be the same
If I get on a plane and breathe that mountain air again
You can keep the rain, but I think I’ll take my heart


If I get on a plane and breathe that mountain air again
You can keep the rain, but I think I’ll take my heart
I left it in November