Cold dry wind blowing on your skin Frigid air and your messy hair I love this And I'll miss this Each step forward we leave behind The memories We made here Together Will you remember me When you leave Or will I just be someone you wrote a song with In September When the weather Was better than this Small white house But you're not around It's empty But not really There's a family there But I just don't care It's empty I'm empty Do you remember me In Sicily Or am I just somebody you wrote a song with In September Oh when I was Doing better than this Doing better Doing better Doing better than this Doing better Doing better Doing better than this Do you remember me In Sicily Oh I'm so glad I was the one you wrote that song with In September Oh I hope you're Doing better than this