Late September

Tekst og musikk: Liv Karin Lange

It’s late September
rain is falling
My bags are packed
it’s time to go
I’m heading for a new horizon
so different from this town I know

Oh I’ve got my ticket
Know where I’m going
Know I will see you again
I’ll take your hand
and you will guide me
through streets were dreams entertain

I’ll meet that hopeful man on Broadway
who’s waiting for that shining star
I’ll take a cab and let the driver
play me his song there in the dark

Oh I’ve got my ticket …….

Oh I’ve got my ticket …….

© Liv Karin lange