Woorden: Mat Musto. September.

I've got some money and some clothes
laying on my bed,
but I'd rather have you laying there instead.

And I've got an old guitar,
some songs,
and singing bars,
but I'd rather have your attention.

and as for me,i can't be seeing
what your seein me,i must be blind.

and she's falling asleep
on the pull-out couch next to me.
and I'll be counting sheep
til the sun comes out,
from under the trees.

i must have left,
open my head
when you stepped out of my dreams last night,
and into my life,
into my life.

(lyrics submitted by Savannah.)

I've got some problems
but, we've all got a few.
and i tried sleeping on either side
but it doesn't stop me from dreaming of you.

and as for me, I'm in between
with summer air and autumn leaves.


but she's falling asleep
on the pull-out couch next to me.
and i'll be counting sheep
til the sun comes out,
from under the trees.

i must have left,
open my head
when you stepped out of my dreams last night,
and into my life.

Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm.

and as for me, I'm in between
the roads that lead you back to me.
and as for me, I'm in between
the summer air and autumn leaves.
and as for me, I'm in between
the roads that lead you back to me.

but she's falling asleep
on the pull-out couch.
and I'll be counting sheep
til the sun comes out.

i must have left,
open my head
when you stepped out of my dreams last night,
and into my life.