Her bones will ache
Her mouth will shake
And as the passion dies
Her magic heart will break
Shell fly to France
Cause theres no chance
No hope for Cinderella
Come September
Her violet sky
Will need to cry
Cause if it doesnt rain
Then everything will die
She needs to heal
She needs to feel
Something more than tender
Come September
Everything wrong
Gonna be alright
Come September
The souls that burn
Will twist and turn and find-
you in the dark
No matter where you run
Shes made her mark
But lost her spark
And what shes pushing for
She cant remember
Her eyes surrender, her cry a-
crying shame
Coming undone is she ever gonna-
feel the same
She will run
Shes gonna drink the sun
Shining just for you
Instead of e