The falling leaves,
Drift by the window
The autumn leaves of red and gold
I see your lips,
The summer kisses,
The sunburned hands I used to hold
Since you went away,
The days grow long,
And soon I'll hear cold winter song
But I miss you most of all, my darling,
When autumn leaves start to fall.
The falling leaves,
Drift by the window
The autumn leaves of red and gold
I see your lips,
The summer kisses,
The sunburned hands I used to hold
Since you went away,
The days grow long,
And soon I'll hear cold winter song
But I miss you most of all, my darling,
When autumn leaves start to fall.
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