September Song
George Shearing Lyrics


Jump to: Overall Meaning ↴  Line by Line Meaning ↴

Oh, it's a long, long while
From May to December
But the days grow short
When you reach September
When the autumn weather
Turns the leaves to flame
One hasn't got time
For the waiting game

Oh, the days dwindle down
To a precious few
September, November
And these few precious days
I'll spend with you




These precious days
I'll spend with you

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of George Shearing's song September Song embody the feeling of bittersweet nostalgia and the fleeting nature of time. The first stanza speaks of how time seems to drag on endlessly from May to December, but once the month of September arrives, the days start to feel shorter, and there is an urgency to live in the present moment rather than waiting for something to happen. The arrival of autumn is a reminder that life is short and that we must make the most of the time we have.


The second stanza goes on to describe how the days "dwindle down to a precious few" in September and November, and how the singer wants to spend these days with someone special. The emphasis on the word "precious" emphasizes the fleeting nature of time and how we should cherish every moment that we have. The lyrics speak of the desire to make the most of the time we have with loved ones and to savor every moment, knowing that time is precious and cannot be regained.


September Song is a song that speaks to the heart of the human experience- the longing to live life to the fullest and to make the most of the time we have. It is a poignant reminder of the transient nature of time and the importance of cherishing every moment.


Line by Line Meaning

Oh, it's a long, long while
Oh, the time between May and December seems really long


From May to December
From the beginning of summer to the end of winter


But the days grow short
But as the seasons change, the days become shorter


When you reach September
Especially when you get to September


When the autumn weather
As the fall season brings cooler weather


Turns the leaves to flame
And the leaves change to brilliant, fiery colors


One hasn't got time
People don't have time


For the waiting game
To just sit around and wait


Oh, the days dwindle down
Oh, the remaining days become fewer and fewer


To a precious few
To just a handful of days left


September, November
The months of September and November


And these few precious days
And these last few special days


I'll spend with you
I will spend with you


These precious days
These last few special days


I'll spend with you
I will spend with you




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Royalty Network, Songtrust Ave, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Kurt Weill, Maxwell Anderson

Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
To comment on or correct specific content, highlight it

Genre not found
Artist not found
Album not found
Song not found

More Versions