Late one night, a hollow moon
Dances so light, across the sky
Hear the coyotes cry
On the ridge, when passing by
Falling stars, I wish upon
See my troubles gone

Fast to sleep, a dreamy night
Running so hard, against the wild
Frightened horses smiled
In the meadow, through waving grass
Nothing lasts, to remember
But still September

Far to go, ‘till morning comes
Washes the sea, crashing the waves
How crazy life behaves
Out my window, across the bay
Sailing fast, I ride alone
Still on my own