V A E L O R A - White Dress In November
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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 25,
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 left the window open, let the cold come rushing in.
A white dress hanging in the darkness long after the moment was gone.
I held it in the mirror for a moment; I was 25,
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 left the window open, let the cold come rushing in.