September Serenade
Brown crispy leaves
dancing in the gentle breeze,
The sun casts its glow,
Red yellow & blue
The skies float with dreams
That is a bit too heavy to hold onto,
And so does...
dancing in the gentle breeze,
The sun casts its glow,
Red yellow & blue
The skies float with dreams
That is a bit too heavy to hold onto,
And so does...