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Lindsey Buckingham - September Song lyrics
Well, it's a long, long time From May to December But the days grow short, When you reach September. And the autumn weather Turns the leaves to flame And I haven't got time For the waiting game. And the days dwindle down To a precious few . . . September, November . . . And these few precious days I spend with you. These precious days I spend with you. |
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