Wednesday, May 31, 2017

MySpot: 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 ember
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."

Frank Sinatra

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