But must you always tell me, Love? Should I not know? But must you always tell me, Love? Should I not know?

Dull and gloomy days Passing in distress; Dull and gloomy days Passing in distress;

I paint every shade of my pain On paper and call it healing I bleed from my heart every nigh... I paint every shade of my pain On paper and call it healing I bleed from...

Nature has hidden healing powers. Nature has hidden healing powers.

Soothing to all wounds laden, Healing touch to all heart broken... Soothing to all wounds laden, Healing touch to all heart broken...

Dear November! Do you know how much mean to me? Dear November! Do you know how much mean to me?