(originally by Yves Montand)
The falling leaves
Drift by my window
The autumn leaves
Of red and gold
I see your lips
The summer kisses
The sunburned hands
I used to hold
But since you went away
The days grow long
And soon I'll hear
Old winter's song
But now I miss you most of all
My darling
When autumn leaves
Start to fall
But since you went away
The days grow long
And soon I'll hear
Old winter's song
But now I miss you most of all
My darling
When autumn leaves
Start to fall
When autumn leaves
Start to fall
When autumn leaves
Start to fall
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