Summer grew the garden in the house you built yourself
You swung the hammer, you hung the door
Then you became a parade of those flowers on the floor
It's never June, June anymore

Two weeks before Christmas Claus, your bell was rung, your record paused
Now you won't sing, won't play the guitar
It's too late for tomatoes, but unseasonably warm
It's never November, November anymore

You were gone by then
Oh, when the cold wind changed
When we expected snow and got the rain
Cause you were gone
You were taken on (the train)

Your thunderbird that I won't fix
It sits there and I just let it sit
There was always, always another ride

Thought you'd come back to haunt me
If I let rust what you adore

Oh but it's never, it's never anymore
Oh never, it's never anymore