I saw you standing with the wind and the rain in your face And you were thinking 'bout the wisdom of the leaves and their grace When the leaves come … - Van Morrison

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I saw you standing with the wind and the rain in your face
And you were thinking 'bout the wisdom of the leaves and their grace
When the leaves come falling down
In September when the leaves, come falling down
Oh, the last time I saw Paris in the streets, in the rain
And as I walk along the boulevards with you, once again
And the leaves come falling down
In September, when the leaves come falling down

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About Van Morrison

Sir George Ivan "Van" Morrison, OBE (born August 31, 1945), generally known as Van Morrison, is a Northern Irish singer-songwriter, instrumentalist and record producer from Belfast, Northern Ireland. He plays a variety of instruments, including the guitar, harmonica, keyboards, drums, and saxophone. Featuring his characteristic growl — a unique mix of throaty folk, blues, Irish, scat, and Celtic influences — Morrison is widely considered one of the most unusual and influential vocalists in the history of rock and roll.

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Birth Name: George Ivan Morrison
Alternative Names: George Morrison Sir George Morrison Sir George Ivan Morrison Van the Man Ivan Morrison
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Some people say
You can make it on your own
Oh you can make it if you try
I know better now
You can't stand up alone
Oh baby that is why. I'm real real gone
I can't stand up by myself
Don't you know I need your help
You're a friend of mine
And I'm real real gone.

Well it's a marvelous night for a moondance,
With the stars up above in your eyes.
A fantabulous night to make romance,
'Neath the cover of October skies.
And all the leaves on the trees are falling
To the sound of the breezes that blow.
And I'm trying to please to the calling
Of your heart-strings that play soft and low.
And all the night's magic seems to whisper and hush,
And all the soft moonlight seems to shine in your blush. Can I just have one more moondance with you, my love?
Can I just make some more romance with you, my love?

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