It's the forth of July
And my phone is dead
I wonder, could it just stay down
I woke up this morning and thought of her face
I wonder how this will all end
It's a slippery slope
It's a dangerous path
But the past two years have been the last of it
I'm smack dab in the middle
Oh in the riddle of how this mess
Will become the rest of my life
Josh is playing video games
Sam's perfecting Rachmaninoff
While I'm in intermission
Getting ready positioned
For what's to come in the next seven years like
What's to come in the next seven years like
What's to come in the next seven years
Yes I understand where I am
Is what I'll look back to
The people, the places,
My friends and their faces
Somethings just can't be lost
Where the grass is greener
Everything is fond
But things are hard on this side of the pond
Yeah the story will be awesome
A flower bout to blossom
But its not cozy in a cocoon
September, come soon
Oh, September, come soon
I know the day is coming
Where this will be nostalgic
I don't wanna rush it
I wanna take it all in
Cause once I go there
There's no going back
Am I really ready
Just like a butterfly
Leaves its cocoon
Flowers say good bye to all their fruit
Yeah once I go there
There's no going back
I'm just waiting till
September makes its way around
September, come soon please
Oh September, come soon
Just like a butterfly
Leaves its cocoon
Flowers say good bye to all their fruit
Yeah once I go there
There's no going back
I'm just waiting till
September makes its way around