The falling leaves drift by my windowThe falling leaves of red and goldI see your lips, the summer kissesThe sunburned hands 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 fallSince 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 fallI miss you most of all, my darlingWhen autumn leaves start to fall