Frank Sinatra

The leaves of brown came tumbling down,
remember in September in the rain
The Sun went out just like a dying amber,
that September in the rain
To every word of love I heard you whisper,
The raindrops seemed to play our sweet refrain
Though spring is here to me it's still September,
that September in the rain
To every word of love I heard you whisper
The raindrops seemed to play our sweet refrain
Though spring is here to me it is still September,
that September in the rain
That September that brought the pain,
that September in the rain