Interpret:

Paolo Nutini

Album:

These Streets

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 sing,
 '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 leave, all these autumn leaves are yours tonight.


 Mmmmmmm....