The falling leaves drift by the window
  The autumn leaves of red and gold
  I see your lips, the summer kisses
  The sunburned hand 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 hand 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