(v1) Dear something that I used to have I'm the circus where no one laughs 'Cause I know there's something missing
You could say I haven't been around You could tell me that I need more clowns But I would not be list'ning
(chorus) But now that August has come and gone I think that it's time that I moved on I can't help but try not to remember So, to the rescue, September Whoa...
(ooh... ooh... ooh... ooh...)
(v2) Dear someone that I used to be I wish that I wasn't me But only at certain times
You can probably tell I'm tired And lately I haven't felt inspired When it comes to words that rhyme
(chorus) But now that August has come and gone I think that it's time that I moved on I can't help but try not to remember So, to the rescue, September Whoa...
To the rescue, September To the rescue, September To the rescue, September So can you be my September?