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, the 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 you, 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 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 Ah, 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 Funny how my memory skips While looking over man*scripts of unpublished rhyme Drinking my vodka and lime I look around, leaves are brown now And the sky is a hazy shade of winter Look around, leaves are brown There's a patch of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 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