slept through september All the things that I used to say all the words that got in the way all the things that I used to know have gone out the window Summer has come and passed here comes the rain again Falling from the stars becoming who we are ring out the bells again like we did when spring began as my memory rests wake me up when September ends when it's over i know who i want to take me home - take me home.October 04, 2005 in trackingDiana