Alec Meka

November skies
Won’t bring me sorrow
They’ll bring to mind
Past love I’ve borrowed

The memories
The fights, the hisses
The deep long walks
The hugs, the kisses

No matter if
Our love has faded
The time we’ve spent
Cannot be traded

For I don’t think
A summer’s wasted
When spent with loves
Whose lips you’ve tasted

November skies
Won’t bring me sorrow
They’ll give me hope
For love tomorrow