Laura Lays On The Foot Of The Bed
Mimics A Noose With A Telephone Cord
Doctor's On The Phone

Then She Hangs Up And Says
"I Ain't Never Gonna See The Winter Again"
And I Don't Know How, But She Smiles
September, September
September, September

They Carved Your Name Into The Stone And Then
They Put It In The Ground,
I Run My Fingers Through The Grooves
When No One's Around
Drink Till I Am Sick And
Then I Talk To Myself In The Dog Days Of The Summer
Then I Feel You Coming But I Don't Know How
September, September
September, September