September lyrics

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 'til 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

• Artist:Ryan Adams
• Album:Jacksonville City Nights (2005)