September

School uniform and 30 degrees

Ill-fitting shorts and close to my knees

Sweetheart stole my very first kiss

Sweetheart left me something to miss

Games of football or broken nose

A heartattack right under my clothes

We had so little to say

But we were so young so that was okay

It still feels so good to remember

The boy who was born in September

He taught me good, he taught me safe

And it still feels so strange to remember

That I really loved September

Someone teach me how to fold a memory

So there's no forgetting you

Climbing up hills and climbing up trees

Ocean rocks and scraping my knees

Hurt less when we were kids

But now I know what falling is

First heartbreak I just let the tears fall

And that day you said nothing at all

Thought the world was over

But I guess I missed your shoulder

It still feels so good to remember

The boy who was born in September

He taught me good, he taught me safe

And it still feels so strange to remember

That I really loved September

Someone teach me how to fold a memory

So there's no forgetting you

I knew the back of your head like the back of my hand

And I hope you tried to understand

That my heart's a messy kitchen that I swear I'm always cleaning up

I knew the back of your head like the back of my hand

And a real young heart might understand

First love's a lesson I was tired of messing up

It still feels so good to remember

The boy who was born in September

He taught me good, he taught me safe

And it still feels so strange to remember

I really loved September

Someone teach me how to fold a memory

So there's no forgetting you