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