August October

Autumn and Friday the winds blew
July September I knew you
Now as I sit on that sand hill
I sing our song to the sea

August, October
Mid April, November, May
Beckoning hands made you fly
I cried, it's curtains today

In August, October, the grass grew
the sky was blue and I wanted you
Now as I look out my window
I see the world carry on

August, October
Mid April, November, May
Beckoning hands made you fly
I cried, it's curtains today

August, October
Mid April, November, May
Beckoning hands made you fly
I cried, it's curtains today
I cried, it's curtains today
I cried, it's curtains to day
I cried, it's curtains to day