September Song Lyrics - Lindsey Buckingham

September Song
Well, it's a long, long tim
From May to Decembe
But the days grow short
When you reach September
And the autumn weathe
Turns the leaves to flam
And I haven't got tim
For the waiting game
And the days dwindle dow
To a precious few . .
September, November . .
And these few precious day
I spend with you
These precious day
I spend with you.