Summer has come and past, the innocent can never last. Wake me up when September ends Like my father’s come to pass, seven years has gone so fast Wake me up when September ends Here comes the rain again, falling from the stars Drenched in my pain again, becoming who we are As my memory rests, but never forget what I lost Wake me up when September ends Summer has come and past, the innocent can never last. Wake me up when September ends Like my father’s come to pass, seven years has gone so fast Wake me up when September ends Ring out the bells again Like we did when spring began Wake me up when September ends… September was not a happy month for me this year. Not that I expect every month to be happy, it’s just that September of this year is particularly a calendar month where I can mark some of my life’s big disappointments and frustrations. With friends, career, health and even tragedy in the life of one of my closest friend. So please don’t blame me if I’m to
Wanderings, Adventure, Road Trips, Travel and Stolen Moments