歌词
Oh, it's a long, long while
From May to December
And the days grow short
When you reach September
When the autumn weather
Turns the leaves to flame
One hasn't got time
For the waiting game
December
September
Oh, it's a long, long while
From May to December
And the days grow short
When you reach September
And these few precious days
I'll spend with you
These precious days
I'll spend with you, you
I'll spend with you
