"And when October goes
the same old dream appears,
and you are in my arms
to share the happy years.
I turn my head away to hide
the helpless tears.
Oh, how I hate to see
October go.
I should be over it now, I know.
It doesn't matter much
how old I grow.
I hate to see October go..." from a song by Barry Manilow
I'm always a little sad to say goodbye to my favorite month of the year.
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