Every leaf speaks bliss to me, fluttering from the autumn tree. -Emily Bronte-

Autumn Leaves - Eva Cassidy

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"Every leaf speaks bliss to me, fluttering from the autumn tree. » 

- Emily Bronte - 

The falling leaves drift by my window

The falling 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 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

I miss you most of all my darling

When autumn leaves start to fall

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