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Autumn leaves fall through the air
Every color whispers care
But the branches bend in two
For this world is cold without you
Empty benches, quiet park
Hold the weight of growing dark
Every breeze recalls your name
Nothing here feels quite the same
Autumn leaves fall through the air
Every color whispers care
But the branches bend in two
For this world is cold without you
Golden skies now turn to grey
Memories don't drift away
Even dusk won't hide the truth
Every shade still paints of you
If the season starts anew
Would it bring me back to you?
Autumn leaves fall through the air
Every color whispers care
But the branches bend in two
For this world is cold without you
