There's a cross above the baby's bed A Savior in her dreams. But she was not delivered then, And the baby became me. There's a light inside a darkened room, A footstep on the stair. A door that I forever close, To leave those memories there.
So when the shadows link them, Into an evening sun. Well, first there's summer, then I'll let you in. September when it comes.
I plan to crawl outside these walls, Close my eyes and see. And fall into the heart and arms Of those who wait for me.
I cannot move the mountains now I can no longer run. I cannot be who I was then In a way, I never was.
I watch the clouds go sailing I watch the clock and sun. Oh, I watch myself, depending on, September when it comes.
So when the shadows link them, And burn away the clouds. They will fly me like an angel, To a place where I can rest. When this begins, I'll let you in, September when it comes.