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,
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.
I miss you most of all, my darling,
When autumn leaves start to fall.