Time, time, time
See what`s become of me
Time, time, time
See what`s become of me
While I looked around
For my possibilities
I was so hard to please
Look around
Leaves are brown
And the sky
Is a hazy shade of winter
Hear the salvation army band
Down by the riverside
It`s bound to be a better ride
Than what you`ve got planned
Carry a cup in your hand
Look around
Leaves are brown
And the sky
Is a hazy shade of winter
Hang 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
Grass is high
Fields are ripe
It`s the springtime of my life
Seasons change with the scenery
Weaving time in a tapestry
Won`t you stop and remember me
Look around
Leaves are brown
And the sky
It`s a hazy shade of winter
Look around
Leaves are brown
There`s a patch of snow on the ground