Sky has gotten heavy
So grey
How long till it opens up
To wash this all away
You're dressing yourself for winter
On the first day of September
You're dressing yourself for winter
On the first day of September
Don't get lost on lonely
Mountain
How far do you have to go just to see
You're still the same
You're dressing yourself for winter
On the first day of September
You're dressing yourself for winter
On the first day of September
A touch of autumn colour
On the leaves
Like the kiss of death before it all
Goes away
You're dressing yourself for winter
On the first day of September
You're dressing yourself for winter
On the first day of September
She Hangs Brightly - First Day of September Lyrics
She Hangs Brightly - First Day of September Lyrics
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Sky has gotten heavy
So grey
How long till it opens up
To wash this all away
You're dressing yourself for winter
On the first day of September
You're dressing yourself for winter
On the first day of September
Don't get lost on lonely
Mountain
How far do you have to go just to see
You're still the same
You're dressing yourself for winter
On the first day of September
You're dressing yourself for winter
On the first day of September
A touch of autumn colour
On the leaves
Like the kiss of death before it all
Goes away
You're dressing yourself for winter
On the first day of September
You're dressing yourself for winter
On the first day of September
So grey
How long till it opens up
To wash this all away
You're dressing yourself for winter
On the first day of September
You're dressing yourself for winter
On the first day of September
Don't get lost on lonely
Mountain
How far do you have to go just to see
You're still the same
You're dressing yourself for winter
On the first day of September
You're dressing yourself for winter
On the first day of September
A touch of autumn colour
On the leaves
Like the kiss of death before it all
Goes away
You're dressing yourself for winter
On the first day of September
You're dressing yourself for winter
On the first day of September
Writer: Dean Gordon-Smith, Erin Kleyh
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.