The leaves of brown came tumbling down Remember, in september in the rain The sun went out just like a dying ember In september in the rain. To every word of love I heard, you whisper The raindrops seem to play a sweet refrain. Though spring is here, to me it's still september Ooh, that september in the rain. To every word of love I heard, you whisper The raindrops seem to play a sweet refrain. Though spring is here, to me it's still september That september, in the rain That september, in the rain That september, in the rain That september, in the rain.
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