Time, time, time, see what's become of me While I look around at all my possibilities I was so hard to please I look around, leaves are brown And the sky is a hazy shade of winter Fear of salvation only found Down by the riverside is bound to be a better ride than what you've got planned Carry your cup in your hand I look around, 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 pass away Simply pretend that you can build them again Look around, grass is high The fields are ripe It's the springtime of my life Our seasons change with the scenery We've incarnate a timeless stream Won't you stop and remember me? At an equilibrium time Funny how my memory skips while looking over manuscripts of unpublished rhyme Drinking my vodka and rhyme I look around, leaves are brown now And the sky is a hazy shade of winter Look around, leaves are brown There's a patch of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