Michael Feinstein and George Shearing - September in the Rain

The leaves of brown came tumbling down
Remember, in September, in the rain
The sun went out just like a dying amber
That September in the rain

To every word of love I heard you whisper
The raindrops seemed to play our 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 our sweet refrain
Though spring is here, to me it is still September
That September in the rain
That September that brought the pain
That September in the rain

Written by:
Harry Warren, Al Dubin

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Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.

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