The falling leaves drift by the window The autumn leaves of red and gold.... I see your lips, the summer kisses The sunburned hands, I used to hold Since you went away, the days grow long And soon I'll hear ol' winter's song. But I miss you most of all my darling, When autumn leaves start to fall.

Things never are as bad as they seem.

Skylark Have you anything to say to me? Won't you tell me where my love can be?

When the sweet talkin's done, a man is a two face, a worrisome thing who'll leave you to sing the blues in the night.

You must write for the waste basket.

It takes more talent to write music, but it takes more courage to write lyrics.

Don't mess with Mister Inbetween.