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.
  
  ~interlude~
  
  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