September Song

September Song - The Platters

But it's a long long while

From May May to December

But the days grow short

When you reach September

And the Autumn weather

Turns the leaves to flame

I haven't got time

For the waiting game

For the days dwindle down

To a precious few

September November

And these few precious days

I'd spend with you

These precious days

I'd spend here with you

For the days dwindle down

To a precious few

September November

And these few precious days

I'll spend here with you

These precious days

I'll spend with you