Letra de September Song
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Well, it's a long, long time
From May to December.
But the days grow short,
From May to December.
But the days grow short,
When you reach September.
And the autumn weather
Turns the leaves to gray
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
And the autumn weather
Turns the leaves to gray
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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