Electric Light Orchestra - September Song текст песни

Oh its a long long time from may to december

And the days grow short when you reach september

When the autumn weather turns the leaves to flame

And you aint got time for waiting game

When days dwindle down to a precious few

September november, and these few golden days Id share with you

Those golden days I share with you

When the days dwindle down to a precious few

September november, and all those golden days Id share with you

Those golden days Id share with you

Those golden days Id share with you

Those golden days Id share with you