枯葉

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 winters song
But I miss you most of all, my darling
When antumn leaves start to fall

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 winters song
But I miss you most of all, my darling
When antumn leaves start to fall
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