The September Of My Years

One day you turn around and it's summer Next day you turn around and it's fall And all the winters and the springs of a lifetime Whatever happened to them all? As a man who has always had the wandering ways I keep looking back to yesterdays 'Til a long-forgotten love appears And I find that I'm sighing softly as I near September, the warm September of my years As a man who has never paused at wishing wells Now I'm watching children's carousels And their laughter's music to my ears And I find that I'm smiling gently as I near September, the warm September of my years The golden warm September of my years --- The September of My Years - Frank Sinatra, Count Basie and Count Basie Orchestra