A Cold November Street

Same time in the mornin’
Same time in the evenin’
Same time in the mornin’
Some things may never change

There’s boy, he’s a man, and there’s really no chance
He’s standing next to me
And the whole world stares like he’s really not there
On a cold November street

There’s boy, he’s a man, and there’s really no chance
That the sun will shine on him
And the whole world smiles as they’re passing him by
On a cold November street

Same time in the mornin’
Same time in the evenin’
Same time in the mornin’
Some things may never change

There’s the neighborhood store and I’m really not sure
If they act so neighborly
Barricaded inside from the struggles and cries
From the sons of kings and queens

There’s a boy, she’s a girl, and I’m really not sure
What all it really means
When the old man cries he’s a woman sometimes
On a cold November street

Same time in the mornin’
Same time in the evenin’
Same time in the mornin’
Some things may never change

Same time in the mornin’
Same time in the evenin’
Same time in the mornin’
Some things may never change