August October

Autumn and friday the winds blew

July , September , I knew you

And now as I sit On the sand hill

I sing our song to the sea



August October Mid-April , November, may

Becoming hands make you fly

I cry it's a curtains today



In August October the grass grew

The sky was blue and I want you

Now as I look out my window

I see the world carry on



August October Mid-April , November, may

Becoming hands make you fly

I cry it's curtains today



August October Mid-April , november, may

Becoming hands make you fly

I cry it's curtains today