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