sweet november
is there someone i remember?
summer born in sweet november
when i look into her eyes
she sends me up into the stars high
is there somebody i rem ember
summer born in sweet november
when i look into those dark eyes
i raisin up above the clouds
there is somebody i remember
summer born in sweet november
when i look into her eyes
i cannot think of anything
there is somebody i remember
they said she's born in sweet november
when i hear her whispy voice
i cannot think i'm gone away
oh she touches me
like a flower
messages and i feel my power
when she looks into me
i create everything that you ever hear
call the girl and say i love ya
i do not know nothin above her
look upon to touch
how she is the one who makes me dream and
oh how i know that i love her
with me or even with another
it does not matter much to me
i am happy
just to see her smile
looks at me i am nothing
looks at me i am everything
when she looks at me there is something
something real yet like a dream
do i believe any of it
's not from me it's from above it
's falling down into my head
and thru my lips like little rain drops
words do not come consciously
i sing em out just as ya see em
dancing out the little stems
they wrap around your ears into them
there is somebody i remember
a girl born in sweet november
takes me to the purple forests
don't know how it is she does it
there is somebody i recall
she looks like every one of em all
that ever spun my head to turn
or made the heart of my fire burn
what is it about those eyes
that send me into forests as
i am standing there come for a drink
and its all leafy i can't think
oh girl how you lift my heart up
oh girl how you make me start up
i want everything, it all
to have so i can give it to you
why is this i do not know-
is it because you make me grow?
and inspire me to sing and dance?
or make me live and sing romance
i revel in your careless antics
i am one of the sweet romantics
there is somebody i remember
summer born in sweet november
when she looks into my eyes
i cannot think i'm dizziizzii
oh she is really such a sweet thing
i believe in most anything
know exactly where i am going
between the worlds i am glowing
well, there's a story and i believe it
into this world now do i weave it
come to me across the worlds
you are the one
hey pretty girl
eternal present and alive
you are everything
i am inside
you make me glow
and feel so high
reality is clay to my fingers
copyright 2003 starwhisp