F#mTime, Time, Time, see what's Ebecome of me,
While I Hmlook around, for my possiAblities,
I was so Ehard to please,
But look F#maround, leaves are Ebrown,
And the Dsky is a C#hazy shade of F#mwinter.
We're a salvation army Eband.
DDown by the riverside there's got to be a better ride
than Awhat you've got planned.
Carry your Ecup in your hand,
And look F#maround ya, leaves are Ebrown now, and the Dsky,
Is a C#hazy shade of F#mwinter.
Hang onto to your hopes my friends,
That's to mean a bit to say that if your hopes should pass away
then simply pretend
That you can build them again !
Look around, the grass is high, the fields are ripe,
It's the spring time of my life......
DSeasons change with the Ascenery,
We're entwined in a Etapestry
Won't you stop and reF#mmemC#mber F#mme,
E at any convenient time,
DFunny while my memory sleeps we'll open noble manuscripts
of Aunpublished rhyme,
Drinking my EVodka and lime,
I look F#maround, leaves are Ebrown now, and the Dsky,
is a C#hazy shade of F#mwinter
Look aEround, leaves are Dbrown, there's a C#patch of snow on the F#mground,
Look aEround, leaves are Dbrown, there's a C#patch of snow on the F#mground,
Look aEround, leaves are Dbrown, there's a C#patch of snow on the F#mground.
Datum: 19. 4. 2013