The falling leaves .
Drift by the window .
The autumn leaves of red and gold .
I see your lips .
The summer kisses .
The sunburned hand .
I used to hold .

Since you went away .
The days grow long .
And soon Ill hear old winters song .
But I miss you most of all , my darling .

When autumn leaves start to fall .
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