Writer(s): Nash/Weill. . Speak low when you speak, love. Our summer day withers away too soon, too soon. Speak low when you speak, love. Our moment is swift, like ships adrift, we're swept apart, too soon.
Oh, it's a long, long while from May to December. But the days grow short when you reach September. When the autumn weather turns the leaves to flame.
Speak low when you speak, love,. Our summer day withers away. Too soon, too soon.. Speak low when you speak, love,. Our moment is swift, like ships adrift,.
Speak low when you speak, love,. Our summer day withers away. Too soon, too soon.. . Speak low when you speak, love,. Our moment is swift, like ships adrift,.
Speak low when you speak, love,. Our summer day withers away. Too soon, too soon.. . Speak low when you speak, love,. Our moment is swift, like ships adrift,.
Oh, it's a long, long while from May to December. But the days grow short when you reach September. When the autumn weather turns the leaves to flame.
Oh, it's a long, long while from May to December. But the days grow short when you reach September. When the autumn weather turns the leaves to flame.
Speak low when you speak, love,. Our summer day withers away. Too soon, too soon.. . Speak low when you speak, love,. Our moment is swift, like ships adrift,.
Dialog, communicate. Wasted words circulate. Catchy phrases, inside joke. Sitcom pilot, simple folk. . Speak to me with your heart. Speak to me with your.
Speak low when you speak love. Our summer day, withers away. Too soon, oh, too soon. . Speak low when you speak love. Our moment is swift, like ships adrift.
Oh, it's a long, long while from May to December. But the days grow short when you reach September. When the autumn weather turns the leaves to flame.