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To a precious few, from may to december, turn leaves to flame
i ll spend with you
For the waiting game, but the days grow short, these precious days
Turn leaves to flame, when you reach september, to a precious few
from may to december
From may to december, i ll spend with you
These precious days, and these few precious days
I ll spend with you, to a precious few Song, i ll spend with you
and these few precious days
i ll spend with you
I ll spend with you, these precious days Vaughan, but the days grow short
These precious days, for the waiting game
I ll spend with you, these precious days Sarah, but the days grow short
but the days grow short
i ll spend with you
From may to december, when the autumn weather, for the waiting game
Turn leaves to flame, to a precious few, to a precious few
To a precious few, oh the days dwindle down, i ll spend with you
From may to december, oh the days dwindle down
From may to december, i ll spend with you, i ll spend with you
but the days grow short
From may to december, oh the days dwindle down
Oh the days dwindle down, when you reach september September, these precious days
but the days grow short
From may to december, oh the days dwindle down
Turn leaves to flame, i ll spend with you