Oh When the leaves turn as red
as an apple
And the wind from the north
begins to blow
And when the rain gently falls
on the rooftop
A year will go by another year
And so it goes it goes on by
without you
And when the rain gently falls
on the rooftop
A year will go by another year
Oh When the leaves turn as red
as an apple
And the wind from the north
begins to blow