Autumn leaves falling slow
Stepping soft where the shadows grow
Pull the collar up against the chill
Watching coffee rings upon the sill
Worn-out jacket on my back
Fading brown turning into black
October wind is creeping in
Soft touch against my skin
You feel it too, I know you do
Nothing left to prove
Wrapped in that brown suede
Under the golden shade
Soft and worn just like you
Nothing cold can get through
Yeah, wrapped in that suede
Just a little time we made
Hands buried inside my coat
Reading every single word you wrote
Sunlight hitting on the sidewalk floor
I don’t really need to ask for more
Fingers tracing every thread
Thinking ‘bout the things we said
October wind is creeping in
Soft touch against my skin
You feel it too, I know you do
Nothing left to prove
Warm texture, quiet mind
Leaving summer far behind
Soft edge, no rush
Just the evening falling lush
Wrapped in that brown suede
Under the golden shade
Soft and worn just like you
Nothing cold can get through
Yeah, wrapped in that suede
Just a little time we made
Just like suede. Soft touch, fade away
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Source: genie
Romanised by JHnimm
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