White Dress In November

I found the dress in november Hidden underneath the bed Wrapped inside an old suitcase Under photographs and thread The fabric still held perfume From a summer long gone A white dress hanging in the darkness Long after the moment was gone I held it in the mirror For a moment i was twenty-five Looking at a different woman Trying on another life That white dress in november Wasn't waiting anymore It wasn't about forever Or the person i wore it for I let the window open Let the cold come rushing in That white dress in november Was where my new life begins White dress in november White dress in november The old house changed its colors The roses died beside the gate The picture in the hallway Still held another life My sister asked if i was keeping it I smiled and s my head Some things keep their beauty Because they stayed unfinished I don't need an answer I don't need to know why Some doors close without a sound While new ones wait outside That white dress in november Wasn't waiting anymore It wasn't about forever Or the person i wore it for I let the window open Let the cold come rushing in That white dress in november Was where my new life begins I folded up the memory But i didn't fold myself I was never just a story That somebody else could tell Time can change a photograph Time can change a name But it can't erase the woman Standing inside that frame That white dress in november Is just a dress now on the floor Not a dream i'm still chasing Not a life i'm waiting for I walked into the morning With the woman i've become That white dress in november Was the place where i began White dress in november White dress in november November White dress