September Song
Oh, it's a long, long while
From May to December
But the days grow short
When you reach September
And the autumn weather turns
The leaves to flame
And I haven't got time
For the waiting game
Oh, the days dwindle down to a precious few
September, November
And these few precious days I'll spend with you
These golden days I'll spend with you
From May to December
But the days grow short
When you reach September
And the autumn weather turns
The leaves to flame
And I haven't got time
For the waiting game
Oh, the days dwindle down to a precious few
September, November
And these few precious days I'll spend with you
These golden days I'll spend with you