september is all go and traffic is so slow i love you don t you know but memories of holding hands get crowded by all of our plans not hearing what you say the highlights of your day rose petals blown away pictures drawn in the sand washed over by all of our plans just another call to make i ll stay in town till late just one more time my magpie eyes set on the prize guess i was blind now all i want to do is spend more time with you and where did those months go when you let your hair grow the girlfriend i ll never know fall in love with scrawl on your hand some herbert who plays in a band just another call to make i ll stay in town till late just one more time my magpie eyes set on the prize guess i was blind now all i want to do is spend more time with you