Writer(s): 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
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