Autumn Leaves (Tony Bennett)

The folling leaves drift by the window,
The Autumn leaves, of red and gold.
I see your lips, the summer kisses,
the sun burned hands I used to hold.


Since you went a way 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 star to fall

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