Ti me, time, time, see what's become of me
While I looked around for my possibilities
I was so hard to please
But look around, the leaves are brown
And the sky is a haz y shade of winter
H ear the Salvation Army band
Down by the riverside
It's bound to be a better ride
Than what you've got planned
Carry your cup in your hand
And look around y ou, leaves are brown now
And the sky is a haz y shade of winter
H ang on to your hopes, my friend
That's an easy thing to say, but if your hopes should pass away
Simply pretend that you can build them again
Look around, t he grass is high
The fields are ripe
It's the spring time of my life
Ah, seasons change with the scenery
Weaving time in a tapestry
Won't you stop and reme mber me
At any convenient time?
Funny how my memory skips
While looking over manuscripts of unpublished rhyme
Drinking my vodka and lime
I look around, leaves are brown now
And the sky is a haz y shade of winter
Look around, leaves are brown
There's a patch of snow on the ground
Look around, leaves are brown
There's a patch of snow on the ground
Look around, leaves are brown
There's a patch of snow on the ground




























