歌詞
One day you turn around, and it's summer
Next day you turn around, and its fall
And the springs and the winters of a life time
Whatever happened to them all
As a man who has always had the wandering ways
Now I'm reaching back to yesterdays, till a long forgotten love appears
And I find that I'm sighing softly as I near September
The warm September of my years
As a man, who has never paused at wishing wells
Now I'm watching childrens carousels and their laughter's
Music to my ears and I find that I'm smiling gently as I near September
The warm September of my years
The golden, warm September of my years
