Close your eyes it's coming still
We can't stop it by our will
So learn to love it take your fill
Every season has its time
We cannot live in Summertime
Autumns coming on the breeze
Leaves are falling from the trees
Winters coming cold and bright
Short the days long the night
Spring will again appear
Sunny mornings bright and clear
We are nothing know it well
If theres more then time will tell
The only time we have is now
Change is coming with a bow
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