Time,Time,Time   See what's become of me   While I look around for my possibilities   I was so hard to please      Look around,   Leaves are brown,   And the sky is a hazy shade of winter      Hear the Salvation Army band   Down by the riverside   There'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 is a hazy shade of winter      Hang on to your hopes, my friends   That's an easy thing to say   But if your hopes should pass away   Simply pretend that you can build them again      Look around,   The grass is high,   The fields are ripe,   It's the springtime of my life      Look around,   Leaves are brown,   And the sky is a hazy shade of winter   Look around,   Leaves are brown,   There's a patch of snow on the ground [x4]