THERE'S A CROSS

A BOVE

THE BA BY'S BED

A SAV IOR

IN HER DREAMS

BUT SHE WAS NOT

DE LIV ERED THEN

AND THE BA BY

BE CAME ME

THERE'S A LIGHT IN SIDE

THE DAR KENED ROOM

A FOOT STEP

ON THE STAIR

A DOOR THAT

I FOR E VER CLOSE

TO LEAVE

THOSE MEMO RIES THERE

SO WHEN

THE SHA DOWS

LENG THEN

IN TO AN EVE NING SUN

WELL FIRST THERE'S

SUM MER THEN

I'LL LET YOU IN

SEP TEM BER

WHEN IT COMES

I PLAN TO CRAWL

OUT SIDE THESE WALLS

CLOSE MY EYES

AND SEE

AND FALL IN TO

THE HEART

AND ARMS

OF THOSE

WHO WAIT FOR ME

I CAN NOT MOVE

A MOUN TAIN NOW

I CAN NO LON GER RUN

I CAN NOT BE

WHO I WAS THEN

IN A WAY

I NEVER WAS

I WATCH THE CLOUDS

GO SAIL ING

I WATCH THE

CLOCK AND SUN

OH I WATCH

MY SELF

DE PEN DING ON

SEP TEM BER

WHEN IT COMES

WHEN THE SHA DOWS

LENG THEN

AND BURN A WAY

THE PAST

THEY WILL FLY ME LIKE

AN AN GEL TO

A PLACE

WHERE I CAN REST

WHEN THIS BE GINS

I'LL LET YOU IN

SEP TEM BER

WHEN IT COMES