Time, time, time, see what’s become 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 hopes should pass away

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Of unpublished rhyme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

But look 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...