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Writer(s): cahn/van heusen
One day you turn around, and it's summer
Next day you turn around, and it's fall
And all the winters and the springs of a lifetime
Whatever happened to them all
As a man, who as always had the wandering ways
I keep looking back to yesterdays'til a long forgotten love appears
And I find, I'm sighing softly as I near
September, the warm september of my years
As I man, who has never pauses at wishing wells
Now I'm watching children's carousels
And their laughter's music to my ears
And I find, that I'm smiling gently as I near
September, the warm september of my years- the golden warm september of my years
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