A Hazy Shade of Winter
Time, time, time, see what's become of meWhile I looked around for my possibilities.
I was so hard to please.Don't look around,The leaves are brown,And the sky is a hazy shade of winter.
Hear the Salvation Army bandDown by the riverside,There's bound to be a better rideThan what you've got planned
Carry your cup in your handAnd look around,Leaves are brown, nowAnd the sky is a hazy shade of winter.
Hang on to your hopes, my friend,That's an easy thing to sayBut if your hopes should pass awaySimply pretend that you can build them again.
Look aroundThe grass is highThe fields are ripeIt's the springtime of my life.
Seasons change with the sceneryWeaving time in a tapestryWon't you stop and remember meAt any convenient time?
Funny, how my memory skipsWhile looking over manuscriptsOf unpublished rhymeDrinking my vodka and lime.
I look aroundLeaves are brown, nowAnd the sky is a hazy shade of winterLook aroundLeaves are brownThere's a patch of snow on the groundLook aroundLeaves are brownThere's a patch of snow on the groundLook aroundLeaves are brownThere's a patch of snow on the ground...