September In The Rain — Deborah Cox

The leaves of brown came tumbling down Remember in September in the rain The sun without just like a dying ember In September in the rain

To every word of love I heard you whisper The raindrops seemed to play a 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 sing a sweet refrain Though spring is here to me it's still September That September in the rain

Whoa, September in the rain Oh, September in the rain, yeah