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