A Hazy Shade of Winter

Time, time time, see what's become of me

While 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 band

Down by the riverside's, there's bound to be a better ride

Than what you've 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

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

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Of unpublished rhyme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

Look around

Leaves are brown

There's a patch of snow on the ground