Dragnet

Matt monro

But it's a long long while

From may to December

And 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

For the days dwindle down

To a precious few：

September

November

And these few precious days

I'd spend with you

These golden days

I'd spend with you

For the days dwindle down

To a precious few：

September

November

And these few precious days

I'll spend with you

These golden days

I spend with you