the autumn leaves remind me of her eyesnshe's asleep on a lazy night, with no heatnin a quiet voice, she rubs her feetnand i drop dead when she smilesni lose my mind for a little whileni'm an easy please for a shy guynyou can tell i'm joking by my eyesnand i get drunk by myselfnsometimes i talk too much and blackoutnsometimes i'm sad and downni miss her when she's not aroundnand she's got her ways and doubtsni smoke too much, put this one outnand i can tell she's wavering by her crooked mouthni hope we can sort this outnand she's got bad dreams and a pastnshe tries to hide and make me laughnwe get drunk and i walk her homenshe says she'd rather be alonennthe autumn leaves remind me of her eyesnshe's asleep and there's a parking spot on her streetni hope she's home and misses me