Ryan Adams "September" |
Laura lays on the foot of the bed And mimics a noose with the telephone cord Doctor's on the phone, And she hands up and says, "I ain't never going to see winter again." Then I don't know how, but she smiles... September They carved your name into a stone, And they put it in the ground, I run my fingers through the grooves When no one's around Drink till I'm sick, and I talk to myself In the dog days of the summer And I feel you coming, but I don't know how... September...September...September...September.... Lyric from www.lyricmania.com |