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The falling leaves drift by the window
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The autumn leaves of red and gold
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I see your lips, the summer kisses
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The sunburned hand I used to hold
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Since you went away the days grow long
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And soon I'll hear old winter's song
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But I miss you most of all, my darling
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When autumn leaves start to fall
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I see your lips, the summer kisses
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The sunburned hand I used to hold
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Since you went away the days grow long
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And soon I'll hear old winter's song
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But I miss you most of all, my darling
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When autumn leaves start to fall
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Autumn Leaves
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| Andy Williams |
