The Beach In September

Come on
How does a story begin
It's just a girl and a guy and a place
I still ask myself where she is now
It's been a number of years
But I can still see her beautiful face
Her eyes will light up the room
And they sparkle under the moon
But time keeps marching on
Our love had just begun

She turned her head to me and kissed me
Like it was the last time she ever would
She rolled her eyes and said I love you
Who knew that life could be so good
She's only a memory of a love
That it hurts to remember
But I can still taste her lips of cinnamon
On the beach in September

Come on

We were living the dream in a fantasy world far away
I always wished I could stay
If I could find a way
On the day that we met
She was the cutest thing that I'd ever seen
I wished that I was James Dean
But now it's just a dream

But I can still recall
How we could have had it all

She turned her head to me and kissed me
Like it was the last time she ever would
She rolled her eyes and said I love you
Who knew that life could be so good
She's only a memory of a love
That it hurts to remember
But I can still taste her lips of cinnamon
On the beach in September

She turned her head to me and kissed me
Like it was the last time she ever would
She rolled her eyes and said I love you
Who knew that life could be so good
She's on a memory of a love
That it hurts to remember
But I can still taste her lips of cinnamon
On the beach in September

She smiles at me through the Polaroid picture
That I keep on my nightstand
I still find strands of her hair on my jumper
That she wore to Disneyland
If I could turn back time on our love
Then I'd make her remember
And maybe she'd fall in love again

Like on the beach in September
Like on the beach in September
Like on the beach in September

Come on
Yeah
Like on the beach in September
Like on the beach in September