A Cold November Street
Sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry
Sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry
Same time in the morning
Same time in the evening
Same time in the morning
Some things may never change
There's boy, he's a man, and there's really no chance
He's standing next to me
And the whole world stares like he's really not there
On a cold November street
There's boy, he's a man, and there's really no chance
That the sun will shine on him
And the whole world smiles as they're passing him by
On a cold November street
Same time in the morning
Same time in the evening
Same time in the morning
Some things may never change
There's the neighborhood store and I'm really not sure
If they act so neighborly
Barricaded inside from the struggles and cries
From the sons of kings and queens
There's a boy, she's a girl, and I'm really not sure
What all it really means
When the old man cries he's a woman sometimes
On a cold November street
Same time in the morning
Same time in the evening
Same time in the morning
Some things may never change
Sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry
Sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry
Sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry
Sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry
Sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry
Sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry
Sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry
I'm sorry, sorry, sorry
Same time in the morning (time in the morning)
Same time in the evening
Same time in the morning
Some things may never change