Lyrics Three Nights in November - Eleanor McEvoy

Three Nights in November

December came and went without a word, without a note
By New Year’s she was almost getting by
A single text in February hit her where it hurt
Snatched away the spark
That was so close to returning to her eyes
And after she’d resigned herself to this
As we all will do when really we’ve no choice
Maybe she was aching for the warmth of her old flame
Maybe we’re all aching for the same
Three nights in November came to matter more
Came to matter more
It’s not worth crying for
Three nights in November only came to be
A fragile memory
A fragile memory
After Easter coming into very early May
She was feeling brighter in herself
And even when she walked into O’Neill’s one Tuesday night
She found him propping up the bar
And kind of holding hands with someone else
Only those who knew her really well
Would’ve seen the heartache written on her face
Maybe she’s still hoping for some sort of rendez-vous
Maybe we’re all hoping for that too
Three nights in November came to matter more
Came to matter more
It’s not worth crying for
Three nights in November only came to be
A fragile memory
A fragile memory
Give it up for three nights in November
Lived it up in three nights in November
It’s not worth crying for
Three nights in November