Maybe September

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