Cecile Bredie - The Autumn Leaves Les Feuilles Mortes
The autumn leaves. (Johnny Mercer)
The autumn leaves drift by my window The autumn leaves of red and gold I see your face, the summer kisses The sunburned hands I used to hold Since you went away 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 drift by my window The autumn leaves of red and gold I see your face, the summer kisses The sunburned hands I used to hold Since you went away 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