September in the Rain - Frank Sinatra, Nelson Riddle Orchestra

The leaves of brown came tumbling down

Remember, in September, in the rain

The sun went out just like a dying amber

That September in the rain

To every word of love I heard you whisper

The raindrops seemed to play our sweet refrain

Though spring is here, to me it’s still September

That September in the rain

To every word of love I heard you whisper

The raindrops seemed to play our sweet refrain

Though spring is here, to me it is still September

That September in the rain

That September that brought the pain

That September in the rain