It's the end of September

500 days - of summers faded fast was it a dream - I asked me last autumn stops by? - is that a new hi? unsaid how long - we will last It's the end of September Yet it's not December Means, we got a vanze Leaves me in the dance Leaves turn gold - keeping secrets untold Whispers turn old - seeking, what will unfold Notes and coins Eyes and toys Just your regular eyes It was for you after all