just what i meant you find me clenched and crumpled like a letter I wrote but never sent you pull me up and shake me out and now I can stand here and say just what I meant this is just what I meant. this is just september rolling like a hurricane and I'm leaning over the rail I dance a turn with a thundercloud and I'm surprised when I find I'm still alive and telling the tale I am telling the tale I am telling you, like I always do, I am telling you june bugs bump into the ceiling and the headlights are sweeping the wall you take my breath so far away that I have to say that I don't miss it at all I don't miss it at all I don't miss it at all © 2001 kris delmhorst/big bean music/ASCAP