September found me looking for love my feet still sore trying to find it You call me from near and you call me afar said I'll give all i have speak your language But I've never known this kindness before Love's not a language I've learnt So whisper to me in secrecy Tell me all that you know and I'll believe While all of these leaves start to fall in otemten I'll see them again in may while all of these leaves start to whither and to die your love for me will always be alive While all of these grasses whither to the ground they'll find a way somehow But your love for me will always stay it will never leave come what come may . It will never leave come what come may