september love
hasselhoff, david
the picture of her still hangs on the bedroom door
reminding me of what i once was living for
though now that she's gone i'll try to go on
with whatever's left of me
a handful of hopes and a heartful of memories
you're all i ever think of
in the pouring chicago rain
i swear by the stars up above
to stop living in yesterday
now she took the kid and i took the v.h.s. i did what i did but she only did her best
and i'll never know why i let her go
the fool with the hope and a heartful of memories
you're all i ever think of
in the pouring chicago rain
i swear by the stars up above
to stop living in yesterday
you're all i ever think of
in the pouring chicago rain
i swear by the stars up above
to stop living in yesterday
you're all i ever think of
in the pouring chicago rain
i swear by the stars up above
to stop living in yesterday