Last Days of September (feat. Frida Wallin)
Open up the window
I'm breathing in the last of September
I can feel the wind blow
And the late summer sky is like a giant ember
Everything is turning into gold
When the autumn leaves are playing chasing
It puts a smile upon my face
They leave the branches one by one
And whirl around there just for fun
Some are faster, some are slow, and
Some are high and some are low
Dancing through the last days of September
Since I was a little child
Every year for as long as I remember
All the leaves are running wild
Going all the way until November
Turn the world around us into gold
When the autumn leaves are playing chasing
It puts a smile upon my face
They leave the branches one by one
And whirl around there just for fun
Some are faster, some are slow, and
Some are high and some are low
Dancing through the last days of September
I wonder where they're going
The flight of swallows sailing through the sky
There's no way of knowing
But maybe someplace far from you and I
When the autumn leaves are playing chasing
It puts a smile upon my face
They leave the branches one by one
And whirl around there just for fun
Some are faster, some are slow, and
Some are high and some are low
Dancing through the last days of September
When the autumn leaves are playing chasing
It puts a smile upon my face
They leave the branches one by one
And whirl around there just for fun
Some are faster, some are slow, and
Some are high and some are low
Dancing through the last days of September
Dancing through the last days of September
I'm breathing in the last of September
I can feel the wind blow
And the late summer sky is like a giant ember
Everything is turning into gold
When the autumn leaves are playing chasing
It puts a smile upon my face
They leave the branches one by one
And whirl around there just for fun
Some are faster, some are slow, and
Some are high and some are low
Dancing through the last days of September
Since I was a little child
Every year for as long as I remember
All the leaves are running wild
Going all the way until November
Turn the world around us into gold
When the autumn leaves are playing chasing
It puts a smile upon my face
They leave the branches one by one
And whirl around there just for fun
Some are faster, some are slow, and
Some are high and some are low
Dancing through the last days of September
I wonder where they're going
The flight of swallows sailing through the sky
There's no way of knowing
But maybe someplace far from you and I
When the autumn leaves are playing chasing
It puts a smile upon my face
They leave the branches one by one
And whirl around there just for fun
Some are faster, some are slow, and
Some are high and some are low
Dancing through the last days of September
When the autumn leaves are playing chasing
It puts a smile upon my face
They leave the branches one by one
And whirl around there just for fun
Some are faster, some are slow, and
Some are high and some are low
Dancing through the last days of September
Dancing through the last days of September
Credits
Writer(s): Henrik Nagy
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