Текст (слова) песни: Lindsey Buckingham - September Song
Well, it`s a long, long time From May to December But 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.
And the days dwindle down To a precious few . . . September, November . . . And these few precious days I spend with you. These precious days I spend with you.
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