Come, September, come
third times the charm
days so glorious,
hearts so warm
Come September, come
bring me my one,
my moon, my stars,
my setting sun
Come, September, come
the time draweth nigh
I need his lips touching mine,
the waiting at last gone by
Come, September, come
bring my one, my all
let us finally join
in the season of the fall
Come, September, come
I’ve waited oh so long
to be with my magic man,
right where I belong
Lynn West
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