September Grass - James Taylor

Well, the sun's not so hot in the sky today / And you know I can see summertime slipping on away / A few more geese are gone, a few more leaves turning red / But the grass is as soft as a feather in a featherbed / So I'll be king and you'll be queen / Our kingdom's gonna be this little patch of green / Won't you lie down here right now / In this september grass / Won't you lie down with me now / September grass