And when October goes
The show begins to fly Above the smokey roofs I watch the planes go by
The children running home Beneath a
twilight sky Ohm 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 th see October go
I should be over I now I know it doesn't
matter much How old I grow I hate to
see October go