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