Sweet January

It's three in the morning And you've left the party With another young lady on your arm And all my tomorrow's have died in my stories And heaven has lost all its charm Oh, I'm not gonna sing about love anymore And I'm finished with the dreams of the heart Our gentle December in ol' California Has taken its toll from the start Oh, lovin' is fine For the lucky, the blessed, and the wise Oh, but this love of mine Has only put tears in my eyes My heart is a dancer on little brown feet Your eyes are the music she hears Your love is the answer to all of my dreams And your shoulder to all of my tears And all of my songs that I wrote for your birthday Like babies abandon their lives And sweet January is pullin' and tuggin' My life down the streets in your eyes Oh, lovin' is fine For the lucky, the blessed, and the wise Oh, but this love of mine Has only put tears in my eyes --- Sweet January - Buffy Sainte-Marie