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.
Writer(s): Robin Hugh Gibb
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