July
I
was quietly passing by
But then we first met
That Friday night
It was last call for drinks
And the music played soft As we said our tales
I thought,
maybe,
maybe
this time Maybe this time
Then August came along And it
saw us grow
Oh yes, we did
reach our prime
But I was still
just waiting by the door
Just waiting at the door
So I said,
won't you let me in, won't you
let me in Won't you let me in,
won't you let me in,
my dear, won't you let me in
Now September's come
and gone And I know it's not
been so long
But patience has always been my fault
It has always been my fault
So won't you let me in, won't you let me in
Won't you let me in, won't you let me in,
Won't you let me in, won't you let me in,
my dear, won't you let me in
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