Hi, not sure who I had this by, but it's stuck in my memory - it's the one that goes August is a wicked month, it leaves the lost alone
When autumn comes the season turns
The pain of leaving starts to burn
Reality we start to learn from love in the tall, tall grass / August is a wicked month romances spring and die... something something? Help? The refrain is about love in the tall tall grass, but each verse starts with August is a wicked month - so the title might be love in the tall tall grass, now that I think about it. Thanks in advance...