The autumn leaves drift by my 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 the autumn leaves start to fall…
— 4.10.2002, 01:04:18
The autumn leaves drift by my 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 the autumn leaves start to fall…
— 4.10.2002, 01:04:18
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