October, driving home Says she's never felt so down She feels like changing lanes But there's just one lane right through town November, on her own She feels like running to the fields Feels like a sinking ship In battle never used a shield She wants love She wants love Early enough to see her children grow She wants love December, talking to The guy she knows she'll never harm She says she's getting by Thinks he's written in her palm She wants love She wants love Early enough to see her children grow She wants love She wants love She wants love Early enough to see her children grow She wants love
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