(BOSSAS) AUTUMN LEAVES
BY EN OF JAZZ
The falling leaves
Drift by the 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
INSTRUMENT (EN OF JAZZ)
The falling leaves
Drift by the 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
When autumn leaves
Start to fall
Thanks By EN OF JAZZ