I'm sat on a beach
In jeans and a sweater
But it's not enough
To protect me from the breeze
Once again
The calendar's flipped to September
And it's a countdown until
The water will freeze
October comes around again
Blowing through the trees
Leaves fall to the ground
And the ghosts won't leave me be
And I'll stumble into November
Wearing my platform boots while I still can
Summertime's now a distant memory
Winter extends her icy hand to me
All that I could possibly say about December
Has been said in songs a million times before
I'll let you go listen to a better one
I can add nothing more
Nine, ten, eleven
Clocks and calendars fill my skull
Twelve back to one
The ticking never dulls
In January, I'm a year older
This time around the sun, I'm seventeen
With new beginnings comes reinventing myself
It's like reinventing the wheel, trying to be someone who's not me
Nine, ten, eleven
Nine, ten, eleven
Nine, ten, eleven
Twelve back to one
Nine, ten, eleven
Nine, ten, eleven
Nine, ten, eleven
Twelve back to one