Her bones will ache
Her mouth will shake
And as the passion dies
Her magic heart will break
She'll fly to France
Cause there's 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
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And in September everything is alrÃght