her bones will ache her mouth will shake and as the passion dies her magic heart will break she ll fly to france cause theres no chance no hope for cinderella come september everything wrong gonna be alright come september her violet sky will need to cry cause if it doesn t 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 s made her mark but lost her spark and what she s pushing for she can t 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 s gonna drink the sun shining just for you instead of everyone and so it goes she ll stand alone and try not to remember come september everything wrong gonna be alright come september