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
old winter's song.
But I miss you most
of all, my darling,
when autumn leaves
start to fall.
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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.