Autumn by Paolo Nutini
Intro: x2
Autumn leaves under frozen souls
Hungry hands turning soft and old
My hero cry, as we stood out there in the cold
Like these autumn leaves, I don’t have nothing to hold
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Handsome smiles, wearing handsome shoes
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Too young to say, though I swear he knew
And I hear him singing, while he sits there in his chair
While these autumn leaves, float around everywhere
And I look at you, and I see me,
Making noise, so restlessly
But now it’s quiet, and I can hear you sing:
“My little fish don’t cry,
My little fish don’t cry”
Autumn leaves how fading now
That smile I’ve lost, well I’ve found somehow
Because you still live on in my fathers eyes
These autumn leaves,
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All these autumn leaves,
All these autumn leaves, are yours tonight