September Song Lyrics - Lindsey Buckingham

Well, it's a long, long time 

From May to December 

But the days grow short, 

When you reach September. 

And the autumn weather 

Turns the leaves to gray 

And I haven't got time 

For the waiting game. 

And the days dwindle down 

To a precious few . . . 

September, November . . . 

And these few precious days 

I spend with you. 

These precious days 

I spend with you.