Eva Cassidy - Autumn Leaves.
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
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
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