Years, they [bad word] and go

Sometimes the tears will flow

Some of my memories will fade

But I'll always remember that one September day

I used to reminisce

'Cause I thought that love was bliss

How did they know it would go astray

It began and it ended on one September day

We met by chance

As people often do

But it blossomed, yes it blossomed

Into something I never knew

Now, it is in the past

They said it would never last

I'll not forget the moment back

Nor hot May or December

Nor June or November

But one September day