- Matt Monro - The singers singer -

Autumn Leaves

The autumn leaves drift by the window
The autumn leaves of red and gold
I see your lips; 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

I see your lips; 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

Kossma/Prevert/Parsons/Mercer