- matt monro but it's a long long while from may to december; and the days grow short, when you reach september. and the autumn weather, turns the leaves to flame; and i haven't got time for the waiting game. for the days dwindle down to a precious few: september! november! and these few precious days, i'd spend with you; these golden days i'd spend with you! for the days dwindle down to a precious few: september! november! and these few precious days, i'll spend with you; these golden days i spend with you编辑于2021/03/07更新