Track byStan Getz Quintet
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 begin 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 begin to fall