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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 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
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
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