paroles de chanson September Song - Fandom

For it′s a long, long while from May to December
But the days grow short when you reach September
When the autumn weather turns the leaves to flame
And you ain't got time for waiting game
And the days dwindle down to a precious few
September, November
And these few precious days I′ll spend with you
These precious days I'll spend with you
And these few precious days I'll spend with you
These precious days I′ll spend with you