September

I saw you flying away, running into the air
You were this breeze, scent of September
Crackling fireplace and color of ripe grapes
Too many drunken whiners, two drunken liars

I'm standing here now in my nostalgic gloom in a forest of fire and gold
"Moonlight Sonata" is playing downtown in the crowd
I feel so numb and I faint

I miss the beauty of love in the month of September
When summer is gone but it's not yet fall
You belong to my winter, sorry if it hurts
But for me it's not time to carry on

Feelings were pure and untouched, crisp like the air of my breath
Neither too bold nor freezing cold
I hate the pandemonium, I'm searching for equilibrium
What I look for is balanced love

I'm standing here now in my nostalgic gloom in a forest of fire and gold
"Moonlight Sonata" is playing downtown in the crowd
I feel so numb and I faint

I miss the beauty of love in the month of September
When summer is gone but it's not yet fall
You belong to my winter, sorry if it hurts
But for me it's not time to carry on