9/Eleven


It was the day of september
that day we all can remember
all the mothers who cried
the fire fighter who died
to the smoke that fill the skies.
september blue
september blue
the day our hearts fall in two felt by me
felt by you september blue.
We still love you yes we do and
to show how much we do
we will always remember you
through the red white and blue,
that day old now days are new
september blue.

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