♪
I'm glad you're here,
let's work this through.
Last night felt like our last goodbye.
But we're not done,
not me and you.
I made a list of reasons why.
You laugh when I laugh,
though you don't make the bed.
You like to read the books that I've already read.
We'll build on what's good in this thing that we've made.
And once we've done that,
this pain will start to fade.
If we make it to September,
I feel good about next year.
If we make it to September,
this will all just disappear.
If we make it to September,
we'll stop looking back at the things we lack,
how we got off
track.
Finally September,
and you and I are here.
Things fall apart,
then they improve.
You think they won't, but then they do.
That wooden bud
soon starts to move.
What felt so old becomes brand new.
We'll get through the spring and we'll look to the fall.
And pretty soon forget that this
happened at all.
I know once we do, this will all go away.
It's not long to wait, so we
can turn and say,
hey, we made it to September.
How we got here, I don't know.
But we made it to September.
I can't wait to see some snow.
See, we made it to September.
Though we had some doubt,
it would all work out.
That's what life's about.
It all takes time.
Keep reaching for September
and know our love will grow.
Cause that's a trick I think that pulls us off the brink.
That little bit of hope will help somehow.
Just
trust that if you do,
I'll do my very best if you'll allow.
I can't wait for next September.
Thanks for opening your door.
I can't wait for next September when I know I'll love you more.
I'm not wasting one more minute or a day without you in it.