The September of My Years Songtext
von Frank Sinatra

One day you turn around, and it′s summer
Next day you turn around, and it's fall
And the springs and the winters of a life time
Whatever happened to them all


As a man who has always had the wandering ways
Now I′m reaching back for yesterdays
'Til a long forgotten love appears
And I find that 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 that I′m smiling gently as I near September
The warm September of my years
The golden, warm September of my years