Autumn leaves (Frank Sinatra)
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
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