#ikyep2014

It was a saturday morning in november and as I awoke I saw the sun against your fair face It was the years loveliest smile The breeze was fresh and throughout the garden linger the scent of roses It was november and I cannot forget that we sang together The more time passes the more I remember The air was fresh and the song so sweet Oh it was november, it was november You sang "love of my heart, love of my heart You are going far away, you are leaving me" And I will count the hours, when will you return? With nod I said, I will return when the roses bloom again And I sang "love of my heart, the love of my heart You are going far away, you are leaving me" And I will count the hours when will you return And you said, I will return when I hear your voice again I will return, as promise, when the roses bloom again.