Lyrics: Jacques Prévert/Joseph Kosma/Johnny Mercer
Music: Jacques Prévert/Joseph Kosma/Johnny Mercer
The falling leaves drift by the window
The autumn leaves of red and gold
I see your lips, the summer kisses, hmm
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
But I miss you most of all, my darling
When autumn leaves start to fall
When autumn leaves start to fall
Fall
Fall
Fall
Start to fall
Start to fall
Start to fall
Start to fall
Start to fall
Start to fall