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