Autumn and Friday the winds blew
July September I knew you
Now as I sit on that sand hill
I sing our song to the sea
August October the grass grew
the sky was blue and I wanted you
Now as I look out my window
I see the world carry on
August October
mid April November May
Beckoning hands made you fly
I cried it's curtains to day
July September I knew you
Now as I sit on that sand hill
I sing our song to the sea
August October the grass grew
the sky was blue and I wanted you
Now as I look out my window
I see the world carry on
August October
mid April November May
Beckoning hands made you fly
I cried it's curtains to day