| Autumn leaves under frozen souls,
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| Hungry hands turing soft and old,
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| My hero crying as we stood out their in the cold,
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| Like these autumn leaves I dont 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,
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| And I hear him singing while he sits there in his chair,
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| While these autumn leaves float around everywhere.
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| And I look at you, and I see me,
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| Making noise so restlessly,
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| But now its quiet and I can hear you sing,
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| 'My little fish dont cry, my little fish dont cry.'
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| Autumn leaves how fading now,
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| That smile that ive lost, well ive found some how,
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| Because you still live on in my fathers eyes,
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| tonite.
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| Mmmmmmm… |