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]