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Autumn Leaves

Mitch Miller

The falling leaves drift by my 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



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

Composição: Joseph Kosma/Johnny Mercer/Jacques Prévert





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