Bodyjar

Time, time, time, see what's become of me
While I look around for my possibilities
I was so hard to please
Look around
Leaves are brown
And the sky is a hazy shade of winter
Hear the Salvation Army band
Down by the riverside
There's bound to be a better ride
Than what you've got planned
Carry your cup in your hand
Look around
Leaves are brown
And the sky is a hazy shade of winter
Hang on to your hopes, my friends
That's an easy thing to say
But if your hopes should pass away
Simply pretend that you can build them again
Look around