Autumn Leaves
Bob Dylan
The falling leaves drift by my window The autumn leaves of red and gold I see your lips the summer kisses The sunburnt 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 The falling leaves drift by my window The autumn leaves of red and gold I see your lips the summer kisses The sunburnt 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