End Of September کے بول

It's the end of september And with every turning tree It gets harder to remember Why the easy days of summer Were just wasted of me Kind of wasted on me It's the end of semtember And with every drop of train It gets harder to remember Why the happy days of summer Gave me something close to pain Ave me something close to pain I have been singing A lonely song All summer long Now i praise Grey days of fall I embrace them all Embrace them all I have been singing A lonely song All summer long Now i praise Grey days of fall I embrace them all Embrace them all