Chorus
September 21 the last
Day of Summer passed so fast
Today I'm waking up to Fall
Cool air and golden trees stand tall
Post-Chorus
Leaves drift down down
Yellow on the ground
Verse 2
6:30 comes and my eyes are tight
Still dark outside, feels just like night
Kids yawning as Monday breaks
Sleepy faces but no more late wakes
Pre-Chorus
Weekend dreams slip away
Rise and shine, it's a school day
Chorus
September 21 the last
Day of Summer passed so fast
Today I'm waking up to Fall
Cool air and golden trees stand tall
Post-Chorus
Leaves drift down down
Yellow on the ground
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