the sun shines high above
the sounds of laughter
the birds swoop down upon
the crosses of old grey churches
we say that we're in love
while secretly wishing for rain
september's here again
september's here again
the sun shines high above
the sounds of laughter
the birds swoop down upon
the crosses of old grey churches
we say that we're in love
while secretly wishing for rain
september's here again
september's here again
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