June

November's on the way And the leaves have yet to fall I forgot there are no seasons In Los Angeles at all But I'm bundled in my memories They warm my chilly heart I am sand and you are snow Now we are a world apart We don't talk a lot But when we talk it's a lot I miss you when it's cold and I miss you when it's hot But I'm here and you're not And when I think I've forgotten you Then I remember June December's come and gone And the lights have all come down I have two left feet without you I'm as clumsy as a clown And I'm stumbling over sidewalks past Hollywood and vine February's almost here Sending shivers down my spine We don't talk a lot But when we talk it's a lot I miss you when it's cold and I miss you when it's hot But I'm here and you're not And when I think I've forgotten you Then I remember Denim jacket with the patches On the porch burning matches And the band playing ragtime blues April showers have cleared and the flowers are near The lilies grow in twos But we don't talk at all And summer is turning into fall