The falling leaves drift by my windowThe autumn leaves of red and goldI see your face, the summer kissesThe sunburned hand I used to holdSince you went away the days grow longAnd soon I'll hear old winter's songBut I miss you most of all, my darlingWhen autumn leaves start to fallThe falling leaves drift by my windowThe autumn leaves of red and goldI see your face, the summer kissesThe sunburned hand I used to holdSince you went away the days grow longAnd soon I'll hear old winter's songBut I miss you most of all, my darlingWhen autumn leaves start to fall