September
September
Month of memories
In dreams collide
With bitter sweetness
And long ago goodbyes
Old torn sweater so arcane
In the chilly mornings
He is my friend again
As we walk along fallen leaves
Airplanes high up in the sky
Used to be me who would fly
Now I gaze up at illusions that have been
As the breeze swiftly passes me by
Waters ripples
Lapping the shores
Fall comes sailing in
If only it was yesterday again
I'd say I love you
In the falling rains
As you took my umbrella
And left me with my weathered pain
September took my heart away
Without you, I had nothing left at all to say
This month of memories
When you handed back my heart
In the falling rain
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