Lyrics to "Autumn Leaves" song by Chris Brown Yeah, baby, you, oh Yeah
Lyrics To Autumn Leaves. Web the falling leaves drift by the 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. I see your lips, the summer kisses.
Lyrics to "Autumn Leaves" song by Chris Brown Yeah, baby, you, oh Yeah
Web the falling leaves drift by the 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. Web autumn leaves lyrics [part 1] the falling leaves drift by the window the autumn leaves of red and gold i see your lips the summer kisses the sunburned hands i used to hold. The sunburned hands i used to hold. I see your lips, the summer kisses. I see your lips, the summer kisses, the sunburned hands i used to hold. I see your lips, the summer kisses the sunburned hands, i used to hold. The falling leaves drift by my window the autumn leaves of red and gold i see your lips, the summer kisses the sunburned. Web the falling leaves drift by the window. Web a a autumn leaves (les feuilles mortes) the falling leaves drift by the window the autumn leaves all red and gold i see your lips the summer kisses the sunburned hands. Since you went away the days.
Web the falling leaves of red and gold. Web the falling leaves drift by the 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. Web the falling leaves of red and gold. The autumn leaves of red and gold. The falling leaves drift by my window the autumn leaves of red and gold i see your lips, the summer kisses the sunburned. Since you went away the days. Web a a autumn leaves (les feuilles mortes) the falling leaves drift by the window the autumn leaves all red and gold i see your lips the summer kisses the sunburned hands. Web autumn leaves is a popular song and jazz standard composed by joseph kosma in 1945 with original lyrics by jacques prévert in french (original french title: The sunburned hands i used to hold. Web the falling leaves drift by the window. Since you went away the days grow long and soon i'll hear old winter song.
