Time,Time,Time
See what's become of me
While I look 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
There's bound to be a better ride
Than what you've got planned
Carry your cup in your hand
Look around,
Leaves are brown,
And the sky is a hazy shade of winter
Hang on to your hopes, my friends
That's an easy thing to say
But if your hopes should pa** away
Simply pretend that you can build them again
Look around,
The gra** is high,
The fields are ripe,
It's the springtime of my life
Look around,
Leaves are brown,
And the sky is a hazy shade of winter
Look around,
Leaves are brown,
There's a patch of snow on the ground [x4]