Lyrics - August October by Robin Gibb

Autumn and
Friday the winds blew
July
September
I knew you.
Now as
I sit on that sand - hill
I sing our song to the sea.
August
October the grass grewthe sky was blue and
I wanted you.
Now as
I look out my window
I see the world carry on.
August
Octobermid
April
November
May.
Beckoning hands made you fly
I cried it's curtains to day.