Turning now she caught his eye
For all he knows he
These silent words of conversation
Hold me now this adulation
Oh, see
God knows how I adore life
When the wind turns on
Time rolls as days go by
And now I've figured that
You know what they say about romance
You know what they
Autumn leaves
Beauty's got a hold on me
Autumn leaves
Pretty as can
Time is but a memory
The bitter note unsung running
Trying to
How can I forget your tender smile
Moments that I have
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