september song

Sing to me September of a life that’s has gone and has passed me by

Sing to me September of the trials of a love that was lost.

Your leaves seem to bring forth a fire that your cool winds spread across my plains of passion.

Sing to me September as your dawn brings to me more loneliness and heart ache.

Your voice is now fading your laughter is now silent the blades of my grass withers and returns to you mother.

Sing to me September about our struggles of the past and of our uncertain future.

Oh how I love when you sing to me

Your voice so silent but still moves the mist of morning.

I slumber while you sing to me September.

What passion what pain

Sing to me

Sing to me

Sing to me

That song that you sing

Once more September.