Falling Leaves
Falling Leaves
Falling leaves, touching the ground softly;
Why can’t love be more like falling leaves?
But when they fell on me,
They knock me off my feet,
And all I could see was you leaving me;
And falling leaves.
Falling leaves, falling hard on me,
Why is love mean, like falling leaves?
And all I can see is you leaving me,
And falling leaves.
Falling leaves
Touching the ground softly
Why can’t love be
More like falling leaves.
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Note:
Elvis Aaron Presley was born on January 8, 1935 in Tupelo, Mississippi, and died on August 16, 1977.
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