Текст песни September Song

When I was a young man, caught in the girls
I played me a waiting game
If a maid refused me with tossin curls
I let the old earth take a couple of whirls
While I apply her with tears in lieu of pearls
And as time came around, she came my way,
And as time came around, she came

Oh its a long, long while, from May to December
But the days grow short, when you reach September
When the autum weather, turns the leaves to flame,Jeff Lynne - September Song - http://ru.motolyrics.com/jeff-lynne/september-song-lyrics.html
One hasn't got time, for the waiting game

Oh, the days, dwindle down, to a precious few
September, November
And these few precious days, I'll spend with you
These precious days, I'll spend with you

Oh, the days dwindle down, to a precious few
September, November
And these few precious days, I'll spend with you
These precious days, I'll spend with you