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The falling leaves
Drift by the 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
Frank Sinatra -Autumn Leaves
Dicoret-coret by aank on Tuesday, 3 January 2012 | 03:37
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