Time, time, time, see what's [bad word] of me 
While I looked around 
For my possibilities 
I was so hard to please 
But 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 your cup in your hand 
And look around, leaves are brown now 
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 hope should pass away 
It's simply pretend 
That you can build them again 
Look around, the grass is high 
The fields are ripe, it's the springtime of my life 

Ahhh, seasons change with the scenery 
Weaving time in a tapestry 
Won't you stop and remember me 
At any convenient time 
Funny how my memory slips while looking over manuscripts 
Of unpublished rhyme 
Drinking my vodka and lime 

Ilook around, leaves are brown now 
And the sky is a hazy 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...