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