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