Autumn Leaves

Matt Monro

The autumn 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...


compositores: Jacques Prevert,Johnny Mercer,Joseph Kosma
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