Lyrics When October Goes - Lea Salonga
                                                And 
                                                when 
                                                October 
                                                goes
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                snow 
                                                begins 
                                                to 
                                                fly
 
                                    
                                
                                                Above 
                                                the 
                                                smoky 
                                                rooms
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                watched 
                                                the 
                                                place 
                                                go 
                                                by
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                children 
                                                running 
                                                home 
                                                beneath
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                twilight 
                                                sky
 
                                    
                                
                                                Oh 
                                                for 
                                                the 
                                                fun 
                                                of 
                                                them
 
                                    
                                
                                                When 
                                                    I 
                                                was 
                                                one 
                                                of 
                                                them
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                when 
                                                October 
                                                goes
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                same 
                                                old 
                                                dream 
                                                appears
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                you 
                                                are 
                                                in 
                                                my 
                                                arms
 
                                    
                                
                                                To 
                                                share 
                                                the 
                                                happy 
                                                years
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                turn 
                                                my 
                                                head 
                                                away 
                                                to 
                                                hide
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                helpless 
                                                tears
 
                                    
                                
                                                Oh, 
                                                how 
                                                    I 
                                                hate 
                                                to 
                                                see 
                                                October 
                                                go
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                when 
                                                October 
                                                goes
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                same 
                                                old 
                                                dream 
                                                appears
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                you 
                                                are 
                                                in 
                                                my 
                                                arms
 
                                    
                                
                                                To 
                                                share 
                                                the 
                                                happy 
                                                years
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                turn 
                                                my 
                                                head 
                                                away 
                                                to 
                                                hide
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                helpless 
                                                tears
 
                                    
                                
                                                Oh, 
                                                how 
                                                    I 
                                                hate 
                                                to 
                                                see 
                                                October 
                                                go
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                should 
                                                be 
                                                over 
                                                it 
                                                now, 
                                                    I 
                                                know
 
                                    
                                
                                                It 
                                                doesn't 
                                                matter 
                                                much 
                                                how 
                                                old 
                                                    I 
                                                grow
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                hate 
                                                to 
                                                see 
                                                October 
                                                go
 
                                    
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