September!

When I think of September,

I no longer think of the love I lost 

Not about the guy who kept me up 'til midnight 

Not even of the one who I thought was the love of my life

When I think of September, I walk back in a dream
A time of liberation, of courage, how happy it seem
Coz of the love that began and ended so soon
Which left me with the coldest nights and an empty room


When I think of September I go back to a time
A time you loved me, and I called you mine.