Cecile Bredie-The Autumn Leaves

The autumn leaves drift by my window
The autumn leaves of red and gold
I see your face, 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
The autumn leaves drift by my window
The autumn leaves of red and gold
I see your face, 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