Hello

I was born in the heart of a hurricane season
 In the house where my mamma was raised
 That old September wind feels just like a long lost friend
 And I...
 Chorus:
 I want to run though those cottonwood trees
 Fall asleep in a big bed of fresh fallen leaves
 And in every wind that blows there's a song of letting go
 It's no goodbye, it's hello
 We met underneath the blue skies of summer
 And those summer skies turn into fall
 That sweet September wind made us so muse more than friends
 On Night...
 And we ran though those cottonwood trees
 We made love in a big bed of fresh fallen leaves
 In every wind that blows there's an innocence that knows
 It's not goodbye, it's hello
 In the moment that one thing ends
 Is the same time that one begins
 And return as we must
 We are ashes to dust, amen.
 When the days of my youth have all faded
 And the memories are all that remain
 Let that old September wind take me back to where I've been
 So I...
 Chorus:
 I can run through those cottonwood trees
 And remember the smell of those fresh fallen leaves
 Now in every wind that blows there's a part of me that knows
 It's not goodbye, it's hello