Autumn leaves under frozen souls, Hungry turning soft and old, My hero crying as we stood out their in cold, Like these autumn leaves I dont have nothing to hold
Handsome smiles handsome shoues, Too young to say, though I swear he knew, And I hear him while he sits in his chair, While these autumn leaves float around everywhere
And look at you, and I see me, making noise so reslessly, But now it's quiet and can hear you sing, 'My little fish dont cry, my little fish dont cry.'
Autumn leaves how fading now, smiles that I've lost, well I've found some how, Because you still on in my fathers eyes, autumn leaves, all these autumn leaves, all these autumn leaves are your tonite.