Autumn Leaves

Autumn Leaves -Kyle Bielfield

The falling leaves drift by the window

The falling leaves of red and gold

I see your lips the summer kisses

The sun burned hands

That I used to hold

Since you went away the days grow long

And soon I'll hear I'll hear old winter's song

But I'll miss you most of all my darling

When autumn leaves start to fall

Start to fall

I see your lips the summer kisses

The sun burned hands that 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

Start to fall