DmTime, time, t ime, see what's becCome of me
While I looked around for my possibiAmlities.
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.
BbDown by the riverside,
Than what you've got pla nned.
Carry your cup in your hand.
And look around,
Leaves are brown,
And the sky is a hazy shade of winter.
Hang on to your hopes, my friend.
BbThat's an easy thing to say,
AmSimply pretend that you can bCuild them again.
Look around,
The grass is high,
The fields are ripe,
It's the springtime of my life.
Seasons change with the scenery;
Weaving time in a tapestry.
Won't you stop and remember me
C At any con venient time?
BbFunny how my memory skips
Of unpublished rhyme.
Drinking my vodka and lime,
I 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