Put your rake down
and lock your garden shed
Let every prospect dream and sleep
in the flower bed
All your plans will
sometime not be fulfilled
you do not stop your planning though you know someday 
you will.

All you have made will turn to something else one day, 
what you have 
done it could go on it could be gone 

It doesn't matter what you say – life will leave you 
anyway
It doesn't matter what you do – spring will bring back 
everything
without you, without you, without you

Every dry leaf that's falling to the ground
is a second passing by on a clock that's slowing down.
The evening sadness when the days are getting few.
are only kept at distance by another grand new plan

The mark that you make, you draw in water, write in 
dust, 
what you have done it could go on it could be gone

It doesn't matter what you say – life will leave you 
anyway
It doesn't matter what you do – spring will bring back 
everything
Without you, without you, without you