September

I've got some money and some clothes
Laying on my bed
But I'd rather have you laying there instead

And I've got an old guitar
Some songs
And singing bars
But I'd rather have your attention

And as for me, I can't be seeing
What your seein me, I must be blind

And she's falling asleep
On the pull-out couch next to me
And I'll be counting sheep
Til the sun comes out
From under the trees

I must have left
Open my head
When you stepped out of my dreams last night
And into my life
Into my life

I've got some problems
But, we've all got a few
And I tried sleeping on either side
But it doesn't stop me from dreaming of you

And as for me, I'm in between
With summer air and autumn leaves

But she's falling asleep
On the pull-out couch next to me
And I'll be counting sheep
Til the sun comes out
From under the trees

I must have left
Open my head
When you stepped out of my dreams last night
And into my life

Mmmmmmmm

And as for me, I'm in between
The roads that lead you back to me
And as for me, I'm in between
The summer air and autumn leaves
And as for me, I'm in between
The roads that lead you back to me

But she's falling asleep
On the pull-out couch
And I'll be counting sheep
Til the sun comes out

I must have left
Open my head
When you stepped out of my dreams last night
And into my life