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.

~interlude~

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.