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September of My YearsOne day you turn around and it's summerNext day you turn around and it's fall And the springs and the winters of a lifetime Whatever happened to them all? As a man who has always had the wand'ring ways Now I'm reaching back for yesterdays 'Til a long-forgotten love appears And I find that I'm sighing softly as I near September, the warm September of my years As I man who has never paused at wishing wells Now I'm watching children's 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 |