Last Days of September (feat. Frida Wallin)

Open up the window I'm breathing in the last of September I can feel the wind blow And the late summer sky is like a giant ember Everything is turning into gold When the autumn leaves are playing chasing It puts a smile upon my face They leave the branches one by one And whirl around there just for fun Some are faster, some are slow, and Some are high and some are low Dancing through the last days of September Since I was a little child Every year for as long as I remember All the leaves are running wild Going all the way until November Turn the world around us into gold When the autumn leaves are playing chasing It puts a smile upon my face They leave the branches one by one And whirl around there just for fun Some are faster, some are slow, and Some are high and some are low Dancing through the last days of September I wonder where they're going The flight of swallows sailing through the sky There's no way of knowing But maybe someplace far from you and I When the autumn leaves are playing chasing It puts a smile upon my face They leave the branches one by one And whirl around there just for fun Some are faster, some are slow, and Some are high and some are low Dancing through the last days of September When the autumn leaves are playing chasing It puts a smile upon my face They leave the branches one by one And whirl around there just for fun Some are faster, some are slow, and Some are high and some are low Dancing through the last days of September Dancing through the last days of September