With September comes the glimmer on his face, and I get a bit nervous. I get a bit nervous now. In the nine months on I won't make friends with change. When everyone's perfect, can we start over again? The playgrounds they get rusty and your Heart beats another ten thousand times before I got the chance to say.... I miss you. *otokeh ije?* When it gets hard, I get a little stronger now. I get a little braver now And when it gets dark, I get a little brighter now I get a little wiser now before I give my heart away. Well we met each other back then, I remember it perfectly, Our interaction together are so mean But now that your heart lock has changed I know I can't fit it love,me