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Natalie Imbruglia

Come September

Her bones will ache

Her mouth will shake

And as the passion dies

Her magic heart will break

She'll fly to France

'Cause there's no chance

No hope for Cinderella

Come September

Her violet sky

Will need to cry

'Cause if it doesn't rain

Then everything will die

She needs to heal

She needs to feel

Something more than tender

Come September

Everything wrong

Gonna be all right

Come September

The souls that burn

Will twist and turn and

Find you in the dark

No matter where you run

But lost her spark

And what she's pushing for

She can't remember

Everything wrong

Gonna be all right

Come September

Her eyes surrender

Her cry a crying shame

Coming undone

Is she ever gonna

Feel the same

She will run

She's gona drink the sun

Shining just for you

Instead of everyone

And so it goes

She'll stand alone

And try no to remember

Come September

Everything wrong

Gonna be all right

Come September

She's made her mark