The falling leaves drift by the window,
The autumn
leaves of red and gold.
I see your lips,
thesummer kisses,
The sunburned hands I used to hold.
Since you went wawy the days grow long,
And soon
I'll hear old winter's song.
but I miss you most of all my darling
When Autumn leaves start to fall.
The autumn
leaves of red and gold.
I see your lips,
thesummer kisses,
The sunburned hands I used to hold.
Since you went wawy the days grow long,
And soon
I'll hear old winter's song.
but I miss you most of all my darling
When Autumn leaves start to fall.