Autumn Leves

Autumn Leves
       Nat King Cole


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.