And when October goes the snow begins to fly
Above the smoky roofs I watch the planes go by
The children running home beneath a twilight sky
Oh, for the fun of them when I was one of them
*And when October goes the same old dream appears
And you are in my arms to share the happy years
I turn my head away to hide the helpless tears
Oh, how I hate to see October go
* repeat
I should be over it now I know
It doesn't matter much how old I grow
I hate to see October go