Autumn Leaves - Jazz Collective

The falling leaves drift by my window

The autumn leaves of red and gold

I see your lips the summer kisses

The sun burned 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

The autumn leaves drift by the window

The falling leaves of red and gold

I see your lips the summer kisses

The sun burned hands I used to hold

But 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