Written by: William Engvick
Written by: Alec Wilder
Arranged By: Gordon Jenkins
From the Album: September Of My Years
Label: Reprise Records
Recorded: April 14, 1965
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That year in Oakland High when I
was seventeen
The grass from there to San Jose
was high and cool and green
I see it now
Too brash and young was I to
know what time could mean
The old Acacia, long cut down,
was felt but never seen
I see it now
That world I knew is lost to me
Loves have come and gone
The years go racing by, I live
as best I can
And all at once I know it means
the making of a man
I see it now
I see it now
I see it now