Ingrid Michaelson When The Leaves
When the leaves turn brown
And they cover this lonely town
And I miss your kiss
When the leaves turn brown
When the snow comes down
And it covers this lonely town
Then I miss your kiss
When the snow comes down
On Christmas evenings like this
I wonder if it’s me you’ll miss
When Christmas carols fill every space
And I think of your hands upon my face
When the trees come down
I’m sweeping needles up from the ground
And I miss your kiss
On a Christmas night like this
On a Christmas night like this
On a Christmas night like this
