This room has so many windows Too many windows I've sat and watched the trees framed to fade outside I hope the seasons treat you well I hope the seasons treat you kind As kind as I never was As comforting as I never could be I saw two fake long stemmed roses On the windshield of a car September come please take this heart away
All of these windows Bring in the cold air I hope you have a coat To keep you warm Warmer than those last times we spoke Warmer than the last words we said I'm sure the wind blows gently on you now I hope that nothing will ever remind you of me Glue that faded photo on a worn out journal page It reads: September come, please take this heart away
