Natalie Imbruglia

Her bones will ache
Her mouth will shake
And as the passion dies
Her magic heart will break
She抣l fly to France
Cause there抯 no chance
No hope for Cinderella
Come September

Her violet sky
Will need to cry
Cause if it doesn抰 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
She抯 made her mark
But lost her spark
And what she抯 pushing for
She can抰 remember

Everything wrong
Gonna be alright
Come September

Her eyes surrender, her cry a-
crying shame
Coming undone is she ever gonna-
feel the same

She will run
She抯 gonna drink the sun
Shining just for you
Instead of everyone
And so it goes
She抣l stand alone
And try not to remember
Come September

Everything Wrong
Gonna be alright
Come September