James Iha

Autumn Leaves

James Iha


The falling leaves drift by the window -- 
The autumn leaves of red and gold. 
I see your lips, the summer kisses, 
The sun-burned 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. 
Brief Instrumental 
Interlude C'est une chanson, qui nous ressemble 
Toi tu m'aimais et je t'aimais 
Nous vivions tous, les deux ensemble 
Toi que m'aimais moi qui t'aimais 
Mais la vie s