Timo - Sweet November 2016

Autumn leaves under frozen souls,

Hungry hands turning soft and old,

My hero cried as we stood out there in the cold,

Like these autumn leaves I don't have nothing to hold.

Handsome smile, wearing handsome shoes,

Too young to say, though I swear he knew,

And I hear him singing while he sits there in his chair,

While these autumn leaves float around everywhere.

And I look at you, and I see me,

Making noise so restlessly,

But now it's quiet and I can hear you saying,

'My little fish don't cry, my little fish don't cry.'

Autumn leaves have faded now,

That smile I lost, well I've found somehow,

Because you still live on in my father's eyes,

These autumn leaves, all these autumn leaves, all these autumn leaves are yours tonight.(C) PAOLO NUTINI