Autumn Leaves - Pat Boone
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
When autumn leaves start to fall start to fall
But I miss you
I miss you most of all my darling
When autumn leaves start to fall