Joseph Kosma, Stanley Jordan
Ab, Am, Bb, C, Cm, D, Db, Eb, F, Gm
Far long leaves drift by my window
The autumn leaves of red and gold
I see your lips, the summer kisses
The sunburned hands I used to hold
Since you went away, the days grow long
And so I'll hear a winter song
But I miss you most of all, my darling, When autumn leaves start to fall.