Time Time TimeSee what’s become of meWhile I looked around for my possibilitiesI was so hard to pleaseBut look around,The leaves are brownAnd the sky is a hazy shade of winterHear the Salvation Army bandDown by the riversideIts bound to be a better rideThan what you got plannedCarry your cup in your handAnd look around youLeaves are brown nowAnd the sky is a hazy shade of winterHang on to your hopes my friendThats an easy thing to sayBut if your hopes should pass awaySimply pretend that you can build them againLook aroundGrass is highThe fields are ripeIts the springtime of my lifeOoooh, seasons change with the sceneryWeaving time in a tapestryWon’t you stop and remember meAnd at a convenient timeFunny how my memory skipsWhile looking over manuscriptsOf unpublished rhymeDrinking my vodka and rhymeI look aroundLeaves are brown nowAnd the sky is a hazy shade of winterLook aroundLeaves are brownThere’s a patch of snow on the groundLook aroundLeaves are brownThere’s a patch of snow on the groundLook aroundLeaves are brown
There’s a patch of snow on the ground