Scamper, little leaves, about,
In the warm September sun;
I can hear the old wind shout,
Laughing, laughing, as you run
By and by to rest you'll go,
Weary of your lively play;
Still the same old wind will blow,
Laughing in the same old way
Autumn LeavesScamper, little leaves, about, In the warm September sun; I can hear the old wind shout, Laughing, laughing, as you run By and by to rest you'll go, Weary of your lively play; Still the same old wind will blow, Laughing in the same old way |