The
falling leaves
The falling leaves
drift by my window
The falling 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 old winter's song
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
