Joseph Kosma
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The falling leaves drift down my window The autumn leaves of red and gold
I see your lips, the summer kisses The sunburned hands I used to hold
Oh baby, since you went away, the days grow long
Oh, soon I'll hear old winter's song But I'll miss you most of all, my darling
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