兩年了

Try to remember the kind of September

When life was slow and oh so mellow

Try to remember the kind of September

When grass was green and grain was yellow

Try to remember the kind of September

When you were a tender & callow fellow

Try to remember and if you remember

Then follow . . .

Try to remember when life was so tender

That no one wept except the willow

Try to remember when life was so tender

That dreams were kept beside your pillow

Try to remember the kind of september when life was so tender

That love was an ember about to billow

Try to remember and if you remember

Then follow . . .