Bruno Martino - September song lyrics
[Bruno Martino - September song lyrics]
But, it's a long, long while
From May to December and the days grow short
When you reach September
When 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
And the autumn weathеr
Turns the leaves to flamе 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 and the days grow short
When you reach September
When 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
And the autumn weathеr
Turns the leaves to flamе 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