More Like September
๐ต 1046 characters
โฑ๏ธ 3:17 duration
๐ ID: 15141949
๐ Lyrics
Spring is all show biz, goes off like a riot
A season of passion that just won't be quiet
A chaos of color, flowers, and weeds
All the poets rave on and on about spring
And summer's a trail by fire, by furnace
Test of your faith and dogged endurance
Sweat and black pavement and sunburned skin
Somehow we made it through August again
To a bouquet of pencils, sharpened and yellow
The first autumn leaves falling from high
A breath of cool air, there on your pillow
From a window that's finally opened up wide
May all of these things help you remember
That I love you more, more like September
And winter's a bore, slow and cold
Nights are too long with too many clothes
A still life picture all white and grey
Stuck locked inside, not like today
A bouquet of pencils, sharpened and yellow
Red and orange leaves falling from high
A breath of cool air, there on your pillow
From a window that's finally opened up wide
May all of these things help you remember
That I love you more, more like September
Yeah I love you more, more like September
A season of passion that just won't be quiet
A chaos of color, flowers, and weeds
All the poets rave on and on about spring
And summer's a trail by fire, by furnace
Test of your faith and dogged endurance
Sweat and black pavement and sunburned skin
Somehow we made it through August again
To a bouquet of pencils, sharpened and yellow
The first autumn leaves falling from high
A breath of cool air, there on your pillow
From a window that's finally opened up wide
May all of these things help you remember
That I love you more, more like September
And winter's a bore, slow and cold
Nights are too long with too many clothes
A still life picture all white and grey
Stuck locked inside, not like today
A bouquet of pencils, sharpened and yellow
Red and orange leaves falling from high
A breath of cool air, there on your pillow
From a window that's finally opened up wide
May all of these things help you remember
That I love you more, more like September
Yeah I love you more, more like September
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:29.18] Spring is all show biz, goes off like a riot
[00:33.94] A season of passion that just won't be quiet
[00:38.93] A chaos of color, flowers, and weeds
[00:43.39] All the poets rave on and on about spring
[00:50.17] And summer's a trail by fire, by furnace
[00:54.82] Test of your faith and dogged endurance
[00:59.37] Sweat and black pavement and sunburned skin
[01:04.32] Somehow we made it through August again
[01:10.96] To a bouquet of pencils, sharpened and yellow
[01:15.91] The first autumn leaves falling from high
[01:20.68] A breath of cool air, there on your pillow
[01:25.13] From a window that's finally opened up wide
[01:29.86] May all of these things help you remember
[01:34.87] That I love you more, more like September
[01:48.42] And winter's a bore, slow and cold
[01:53.80] Nights are too long with too many clothes
[01:58.24] A still life picture all white and grey
[02:03.22] Stuck locked inside, not like today
[02:10.08] A bouquet of pencils, sharpened and yellow
[02:14.42] Red and orange leaves falling from high
[02:19.44] A breath of cool air, there on your pillow
[02:24.25] From a window that's finally opened up wide
[02:28.94] May all of these things help you remember
[02:33.39] That I love you more, more like September
[02:54.99] Yeah I love you more, more like September
[03:02.09]
[00:33.94] A season of passion that just won't be quiet
[00:38.93] A chaos of color, flowers, and weeds
[00:43.39] All the poets rave on and on about spring
[00:50.17] And summer's a trail by fire, by furnace
[00:54.82] Test of your faith and dogged endurance
[00:59.37] Sweat and black pavement and sunburned skin
[01:04.32] Somehow we made it through August again
[01:10.96] To a bouquet of pencils, sharpened and yellow
[01:15.91] The first autumn leaves falling from high
[01:20.68] A breath of cool air, there on your pillow
[01:25.13] From a window that's finally opened up wide
[01:29.86] May all of these things help you remember
[01:34.87] That I love you more, more like September
[01:48.42] And winter's a bore, slow and cold
[01:53.80] Nights are too long with too many clothes
[01:58.24] A still life picture all white and grey
[02:03.22] Stuck locked inside, not like today
[02:10.08] A bouquet of pencils, sharpened and yellow
[02:14.42] Red and orange leaves falling from high
[02:19.44] A breath of cool air, there on your pillow
[02:24.25] From a window that's finally opened up wide
[02:28.94] May all of these things help you remember
[02:33.39] That I love you more, more like September
[02:54.99] Yeah I love you more, more like September
[03:02.09]