Golden Autumn Day

And I'm taking in the Indian Summer And I'm soaking it up in my mind And I'm pretending that it's paradise On a golden autumn day, on a golden autumn day On a golden autumn day, an a golden autumn day

                                      Won’t you meet me/ In the Indian summer/ Well before those chilly winds do blow/ Won’t you meet me/ In the Indian summer/ Take me way back to what I know                    

 

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