Idioma Origen:
At my door the leaves are falling the cold wild wind will come
Sweethearts walk by together and I still miss someone
Though I never got over those blue eyes I see them everywehere
I miss those arms that held me when all the love was there
[ harmonica ]
I wonder if she's sorry for leaving what we'd begun
There's someone for me somewhere and I still miss someone
Though I never got over...
When all the love was there
Idioma Destino:
At my door the leaves are falling the cold wild wind will come
Sweethearts walk by together and I still miss someone
Though I never got over those blue eyes I see them everywehere
I miss those arms that held me when all the love was there
[ harmonica ]
I wonder if she's sorry for leaving what we'd begun
There's someone for me somewhere and I still miss someone
Though I never got over...
When all the love was there