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 please
Look around, leaves are brown, and the sky
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
Look around, leaves are brown, and the sky
"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, fields are ripe
Ahhh, seasons change with the scenery
Weaving time in a tapestry
Won't you stop and remember me
Look around, leaves are brown, and the sky