Summer is Gone Summer is gone The leaves are turning brown Summer is gone The grass has left the ground The branches soon will wear their snowy down Nature's surprised Summer is gone Winter is near The fires soon will glow Winter is near Jack Frost has said hello The crocus buds are bedded down with snow Just a disguise till spring The trees and every babbling brook Will wear an icy vest And all the lovers will share that knowing look When the birds begin to build a warmer nest Summer is gone The picnic ground is bare Summer is gone A sunny day is rare But way inside the sun will still be there Summer is gone But you'll be here The trees and every babbling brook Will wear an icy vest And all the lovers will share that knowing look When the birds begin to build a warmer nest Summer is gone The picnic ground is bare Summer is gone A sunny day is rare But way inside the sun will still be there Summer is gone But you'll be here