Time

Oh, it's a long, long time from May to December
But the days grow short when you reach September
When the autumn weather turns the leaves to flame
One hasn't got time for the waiting game

Oh, the days dwindle down to a precious few
September, November
And these few precious days I'll spend with you
These precious days I'll spend with You

Update.
This is how i know the song http://youtube.com/watch?v=wD8XnS-qtJI its a version by *The Young Gods