August october

Autumn and Friday the winds blew July, September, I knew you And now I sit on the sand hill I sing our song to the sea August, October Mid-April, November, May Beckoning hands made you fly I cry, it's curtains today In August, October the grass grew The sky was blue and I want 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 cry, it's curtains today August, October Mid-April, November, May Beckoning hands made you fly I cry, it's curtains today I cry, it's curtains today I cry, it's curtains today