Time, time, time
See whats become of me

Time, time, time
See whats 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
Its bound to be a better ride
Than what youve 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
Thats 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
Its the springtime of my life

Seasons change with the scenery
Weaving time in a tapestry
Wont you stop and remember me

Look around
Leaves are brown
And the sky
Its a hazy shade of winter

Look around
Leaves are brown
Theres a patch of snow on the ground