The Young Gods

The Young Gods - September Song lyrics

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Oh, it's a long, long while from May to December 

But 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 



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
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