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The au...tumn 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.
Since you went away, the days grow long.
And soon I'll hear, old win...ter's song.
But I miss you most of all, my dar..ling.
When au..tumn 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 win...ter's song.
But I miss you most of all, my dar..ling.
When au..tumn leaves start to fall.(Last line x2.)
A fifties smash from Kraziekhat.