Chanson (A Song For Jacques Brel)

How many leaves have I seen fall
like pages from a calendar torn away
discarded browning yesterdays
that were once green tomorrows
how many passing glances
forgotten in my mortal dances
with strangers, friends and lovers
have I left unreturned
with a moment’s regret burning
like a cigarette upon my soul?

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