[00:07.91]Time Time Time
[00:10.04]See what's become of me
[00:14.18]While I looked around for my possibilities
[00:20.48]I was so hard to please
[00:24.09]But look around,
[00:25.77]The leaves are brown,
[00:27.40]and the sky is a hazy shade of winter
[00:33.31]Hear the Salvation Army band
[00:38.09]Down by the riverside its bound to be a better ride
[00:41.25]Than what you got planned
[00:44.05]Carry your cup in your hand
[00:47.76]and look around,
[00:49.43]Leaves are brown now,
[00:51.16]and the sky is a hazy shade of winter
[00:56.89]Hang on to your hopes my friend
[01:01.96]Thats an easy thing to say
[01:03.39]But if your hopes should pass away
[01:05.20]Simply pretend,
[01:08.02]that you can build them again
[01:11.61]Look around,
[01:13.38]Grass is high,
[01:15.20]Fields are ripe,
[01:16.72]Its the springtime of my life
[01:22.91]Ooooh, seasons change with the scenery
[01:27.91]Weaving time in a tapestry
[01:31.19]Won't you stop and remember me
[01:36.77]at any convenient time
[01:39.09]Funny how my memory skips
[01:41.07]While looking over manuscripts
[01:42.86]Of unpublished rhyme
[01:45.60]Drinking my vodka and lime
[01:49.23]I look around, Leaves are brown now, and the sky is a hazy shade of winter
[01:57.75]Look around, Leaves are brown, There's a patch of snow on the ground
[02:04.52]Look around, Leaves are brown, There's a patch of snow on the ground(huh)

Time Time Time
See what's become of me
While I looked around for my possibilities
I was so hard to please
But look around,
The leaves are brown,
and the sky is a hazy shade of winter
Hear the Salvation Army band
Down by the riverside its bound to be a better ride
Than what you got planned
Carry your cup in your hand
and look around,
Leaves are brown now,
and the sky is a hazy shade of winter
Hang on to your hopes my friend
Thats 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,
Its the springtime of my life
Ooooh, seasons change with the scenery
Weaving time in a tapestry
Won't you stop and remember me
at any convenient time
Funny how my memory skips
While looking over manuscripts
Of unpublished rhyme
Drinking my vodka and lime
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(huh)