In sweet september
Repeat, remember
What's new, what's borrowed
What's true and true tomorrow
September air and autumn sun
The leaves will turn and colors run
She waited for some place to start
The colors ran off with her heart
And she knows how the seasons change
When only this hope remains
In sweet september
Repeat, remember
What's new, what's borrowed
What's true and true tomorrow
New beginnings, evening chill
Looking for some space to fill
She wanted sunshine, wanted cold
Something young and something old
And all things soon will grow cold and die
Still she knows what it is to be alive
In sweet september
Repeat, remember
What's new, what's borrowed
What's true and true tomorrow
In sweet september
Fires burn to embers
Softly, and fading
Love what's remaining
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