Please don't say I let you down Well I've been up for thirty hours now And I just saw a shooting star Falling through an empty sky Tonight my memory's like a halo Hovering above my head Though all my thoughts are filled with evil A silver cross hangs from my neck They never held my hand I don't need them to hold it now They never called my name It's voice was quiet anyhow Bless me with your quiet singing And whisper music in my ears The best and worst thing about your memory It doesn't fade with the passing years And I remember something like love Passing, strolling, riding, and rolling through my veins I know this talented young poet Said it all when he sang November The season blue remains Oh... the season blue remains They never held my hand Girl, I don't need you to hold it now They never called my name It's voice was quiet anyhow Bless me with your quiet sing...