The falling leaves drift by my window. The falling leaves of red and gold. I see your lips, the summer kisses. The sunburned hands I used to hold. — Eva Cassidy Copy Share Image
Since you went away the days grow long and soon. I'll hear old winter's song but I miss you most of all, my darling. When autumn leaves start to fall. — Eva Cassidy Copy Share Image
Somewhere over the rainbow, way up high In the land that I heard of once, once in a lullaby. Somewhere over the rainbow, skies… — Eva Cassidy Copy Share Image
I never made promises lightly and there have been some that I've broken. — Eva Cassidy Copy Share Image
You'll remember me when the west wind moves. Among the fields of barley. — Eva Cassidy Copy Share Image
You can tell the sun in his jealous sky. When we walked in fields of gold. — Eva Cassidy Copy Share Image
The falling leaves drift by my window. The falling leaves of red and gold. I see your lips, the summer kisses. The sunburned hands… — Eva Cassidy Copy Share Image
So don't be afraid to let them show. Your true colors. True colors are beautiful, like a rainbow. — Eva Cassidy Copy Share Image
And I seem to find the happiness I seek. When we're out together dancing cheek to cheek. — Eva Cassidy Copy Share Image
Somewhere over the rainbow blue birds fly. Birds fly over the rainbow why then, oh why can't I? — Eva Cassidy Copy Share Image
See the children run as the sun goes down. As you lie in fields of gold. — Eva Cassidy Copy Share Image
But I see your true colors shining through. See your true colors and that's why I love you. — Eva Cassidy Copy Share Image
But I swear in the days still left. We will walk in fields of gold. We'll walk in fields of gold. — Eva Cassidy Copy Share Image
For you therell be no crying. For you the sun will be shining. Cause I feel that when Im with you. Its alright, I… — Eva Cassidy Copy Share Image
Will you stay with me will you be my love. Among the fields of barley and you can tell the sun in his jealous… — Eva Cassidy Copy Share Image
And you've taken all you can bear. You call me up because you know I'll be there. — Eva Cassidy Copy Share Image
Since you went away the days grow long and soon. I'll hear old winter's song but I miss you most of all, my darling.… — Eva Cassidy Copy Share Image
