Rate Of Respiration Higher In Mammal Or Reptile

Sofia Essaidi

The falling leaves drift by my window
The falling 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 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



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

I miss you Most of All, my darling When autumn leaves start
to fall