For it's a long, long while from May to December But the days grow short when you reach September And the autumn weather turns the leaves to flame One hasn'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 precious days I'll spend with you
And the days dwindle down to a precious few September, November And these few precious days I'll spend with you These precious days I'll spend with you These precious days I'll spend with youTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
