it's done.
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
song
But I miss you most of all my
darling
When autumn leaves start to
fall
Since you went away
the days grow long
And soon I'll hear old winter
song
But I miss you most of all my
darling
When autumn leaves start to
fall
I miss you most of all my darling
When autumn leaves start to fall
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