September کے بول

September, you are the one for me I need your wind for my company I need your golden sun on my face Don't let me go take the pain away I wanna ride you until I'm high Corduroy wrapping around my thigh Oh, oh Before winter blasts Let me be your secret Let me walk a mile for you Under the September moon (moon) Oh oh, ooh, ah Where you walk is where I want to go I just don't know how to sort myself You were invited