and theres reason to believe maybe this year will be better than the last
2006-09-27 18:47:43
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answer #1
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answered by Anonymous
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Well, it’s a long, long time
From May to December
But the days grow short,
When you reach September.
And the autumn weather
Turns the leaves to gray
And I haven’t got time
For the waiting game.
And the days dwindle down
To a precious few . . .
September, November . . .
And these few precious days
I spend with you.
These precious days
I spend with you.
IS THIS WHAT YOU'RE AFTER ?
2006-09-28 01:08:43
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answered by Anonymous
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counting crows
... and there's reason to believe
Maybe this year will be better than the last
I can't remember the last thing that you said as you were leaving
Oh the days go by so fast
2006-09-27 18:49:49
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answer #3
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answered by Meg V 1
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and it's one more night in Hollywood
it's been so long since I've seen the ocean, I think I should - Adam Duritz/Counting Crows
2006-09-27 18:53:44
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answer #4
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answered by Anonymous
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i think it's counting crows, "long december"
2006-09-27 18:47:43
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answer #5
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answered by Eryc 5
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Its a quicky, comes and goes.
2006-09-27 20:24:48
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answer #6
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answered by No Saint 4
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never heard it
2006-09-27 18:47:17
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answered by Passionate 5
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