Marty Friedman

I've been away from home
More than I care to remember
Kept your memory alive
Those days of last September
Those days are gone
The nights are long
And you will never really fade away
But come tomorrow,to have you back
I'd sell my yesterdays
And I shed a tear
When I think about last September morning
Don't wanna cry myself to sleep
I don't wanna cry myself to sleep