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Backstory:

A song about being older and coming to terms with that.                                                                                                                             

Lyrics:

                                                  
© FEBRUARY 2014 			MY SEPTEMBER		  	JOANNE STACEY

AS I STEP INTO SEPTEMBER
AND I TAKE TIME TO REMEMBER
ALL THE THINGS THAT MADE ME WHO I AM
AS THE LEAVES ARE TURNING COLOR
I’M BEGINNING TO DISCOVER
EVERY SEASON OF OUR LIVES IS IN GOD’S HANDS

CHORUS:
I’VE HELD ON TOO TIGHT, SEARCHED TO FIND THE LIGHT
BUT THE ONLY THING I’VE FOUND WAS STORMY WEATHER
BEEN THROUGH ROUGH GOODBYES, MENDED BROKEN TIES
AND I LIKE TO THINK THAT TIME HAS MADE ME BETTER
IN MY SEPTEMBER, SWEET SEPTEMBER

IT IS ONLY NOW, I’M FINDING
THE WINTER’S SNOW WAS BLINDING
AND KISSES FROM THE SUMMER SUN WILL FADE
I GUESS MY DAYS ARE GETTING SHORTER
TIME TO GET MY LIFE IN ORDER
EVERY MOMENT IS A PRECIOUS MEMORY MADE

CHORUS

BRIDGE:
I KNOW AT TIMES I TOOK IT ALL FOR GRANTED
IT’S TIME TO HARVEST ALL THE SEEDS I’VE PLANTED
I NEED TO LEAVE YOU SOMETHING TO REMEMBER
FROM MY SEPTEMBER, SEPTEMBER

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