Sweet November

Somehow I know it has all happened before
Long ago that we both can realise or imagine
But still like a morning dream you look familiar

Out of the circle of logic and reason
Forgiving those lost eternity and hidden tomorrows
You still stir the memories like winter sun

Behind those masks and pretensions
Unspoken words and uncomfortable silence
So far from you, still I feel so near

Sometime , I can still hear you whispering my name
And it does not matter which place and which season
You were and will remain my Sweet November