September Song

September Song
- Matt Monro

But its 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 havent got time
for the waiting game.

For the days dwindle down
to a precious few:
September! November!
And these few precious days,
Id spend with you;
These golden days
Id spend with you!

For the days dwindle down
to a precious few:
September! November!
And these few precious days,
Ill spend with you;
These golden days
I spend with you