Lyrics: Rod Stewart. Fly Me To The Moon...The Great American Songbook. September In The Rain.

The leaves of brown came tumblin' down, remember
In September in the rain
The sun went out just like a dying ember
That September in the rain

To every word of love I heard you whisper
(I heard you whisper)
The raindrops seem to play a sweet refrain

Though spring is here, to me it's still September
Ooh, that September in the rain

To every word of love I heard you whisper
(I heard you whisper)
The raindrops seem to play a sweet refrain

Though spring is here, to me it's still September
That September in the rain
That September in the rain
That September in the rain

That September in the rain