Letra de September of my years

One day you turn around, and it's summer
next day you turn around, and it's fall
and all the winters and the springs of a lifetime
whatever happened to them all
As a man, who as always had the wandering ways
i keep looking back to yesterdays
'til a long forgotten love appears
And i find, i'm sighing softly as i near
september, the warm september of my years
As i man, who has never pauses 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