And when October goes 
The snow begins to fly 
Above the smokey roofs 
I watch the planes go by 

The [bad word] home 
Beneath a twilight sky 
Oh, for the fun of them 
When I was one of them 

And when October goes 
The same old dream appears 
And you are in my arms 
To share the happy years 

I turn my head away 
To hide the helpless tears 
Oh how I hate to see October go 

I should be over it now I know 
It doesn't matter much 
How old I grow 
I hate to see October go