Maybe September I love again Maybe a rainbow Will catch me then This little boy's eyes Will find his way once more Just like before
When lips were tender The sway of the willow When love was born A face on the pillow When early moan I still see that golden world In all it's splendor Maybe September Love will come again
A taller tree, a sweeter log A bluer morning sky above And maybe come September I will set these wonders With my love