Ryan Adams - September Lyrics
Laura Lays On The Foot Of The BedMimics A Noose With A Telephone CordDoctor's On The PhoneThen She Hangs Up And Says"i Ain't Never Gonna See The Winter Again"And I Don't Know How, But She SmilesSeptember, SeptemberSeptember, SeptemberThey Carved Your Name Into The Stone And ThenThey Put It In The Ground,I Run My Fingers Through The GroovesWhen No One's AroundDrink Till I Am Sick AndThen I Talk To Myself In The Dog Days Of The SummerThen I Feel You Coming But I Don't Know HowSeptember, SeptemberSeptember, September