[Dm]The falling [Gm7]leaves [C7]drift by the [Fmaj7]window
[A#maj7]The Autumn [A7]leaves of red and [Dm]gold
I see your [Gmaj7]lips [C7]the summer [Fmaj7]kisses
The sun burned [A7]hands I used to [Dm]hold
Since you [A7]went away the days grow [Dm]long
And soon I'll [Gm7]hear [C7]old winter's [F]song
But I [Gm6]miss you most of [A7]all my [Dm]darling
When [Gm]Autumn [A7]leaves start to [Dm]fall