| Lyrics: | Writers: Cahn/van Heusen
One day you turn around, and it's summer
Next day you turn
around, and it's fall
And all the winters and the springs of a lifetime
Whatever happened
to them all
As a man, who as always had the wandering ways
I keep looking back to
yesterdays
'Til a long forgotten love appears
And I find, I'm sighing softly as I
near
September, the warm September of my years
As I man, who has never pauses 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 |
