January - Elton John

Must have been the right month

Must have been a good time

Must have counted every cloud in the sky that night

Every single glass of wine

Must have learned some home truths

Sitting in that cool grass

Must have counted every blade in that emerald field

Every shooting star that passed

Should have had a talk with God

Sitting in the great unknown

Watching all the lovers in the world get together

Sitting in Heaven all alone

And we were love’s knot after summer

Tied together in the dead of winter

Wrapped up with spring fever in the air

Bound together in the autumn

Every month means a little something

But January is the month that cares

Must have kissed you until I hurt you

Must have been a wild night

Must have rolled in the ashes at the break of day

Rag dolls in the mornin' light

Must have found a secret place

Hiding in our own world

Must have counted every smile on your sweet, sweet lips

Every single sound we heard