Time, time, time
See what's become of me...Time, time, time
See what's become of me
While I looked around
For my possibilities
I was so hard to pleaseLook around
Leaves are brown
And the sky
Is a Hazy Shade of WinterHear the Salvation Army Band
Down by the riverside
It's bound to be a better ride
Than what you've got planned
Carry a cup in your handLook around
Leaves are brown
And the sky
Is a Hazy Shade of WinterHang onto 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 againLook around
Grass is high
Fields are ripe
It's the springtime of my lifeSeasons change with their scenery
Weaving time in a tapestry
Won't you stop and remember meLook around
Leaves are brown
And the sky
Is a Hazy Shade of WinterLook 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
Songwriters
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