Time, time, time

And see what’s become of me

While I look around

For my possibilities

I was so hard to please



Look around

Things are brown

And the sky, it’s a hazy shade of winter



Could a 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 hand



Look around

Things are brown

And the sky, it’s a hazy shade of winter



Hang on to your hopes my friends

That’s the easy thing to say

If your hopes should pass away

Simply pretend, that you can build them again



Look around

Can’t decide

If it’s alright

It’s the springtime of my life, life, life…



Look around

Things are brown

And the sky, it’s a hazy shade of winter



Look around

Things are brown

There’s a patch of snow on the ground



Look around

Things are brown

There’s a patch of snow on the ground



Look around

Things are brown

There’s a patch of snow on the ground



Look around

Things are brown

There’s a patch of snow on the ground