Sunday, October 7, 2012

Heading to New Hampshire 新罕布夏州之秋 I - 山中渡宿

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 Ill hear old winters song
But I miss you most of all my darling
When autumn leaves start to fall