September Song - Frank Sinatra

Oh, it's a long, long while 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'll spend with you
 These precious days, I'll spend with you
Artist: Frank Sinatra
Title: September Song