September In The Rain
The sun went out just like a dying ember That September in the rain To every word of love I heard you whisper The raindrops seemed to play a sweet refrain
Though spring is here, to me it's still September That September in the rain
To every word of love I heard you whisper The raindrops seemed to play a sweet refrain Though spring is here, to me it's still September That September in the rain That September in the rain
Writer/s: Al Dubin / Harry Warren