The September Of My Years (Bringing Out the Dead OST)
One day you turn around, and it's summer Next day you turn around, and it's fall And suddenly, all the springs and winters of a lifetime Whatever happened to them all
As a man, who has always had the wandering ways Now I'm looking back on yesterdays 'Til a long forgotten love appears
And I find, I'm sighing softly as I near September, the warm September of my years
As a man, who has never paused at wishing wells Now I'm watching children's carousels And their laughter's music to my ears
And I find, I'm smiling gently as I near September, the warm September of my years The golden warm September of my years