Cycles Of The Seasons
Time moves like a ghost
Friends, they come and go
Secrets of the spring
Disappear once again
Future makes the past
A child hides a laugh
Songs of summer sing
Words we wish we'd said
Cycles of the seasons
Spinning like a wheel
Circles never-ending
That lead you back to me, me
A clock hangs on the wall
Footsteps in the hall
Autumn's here today
Leaves are rendered brown
Hours passing by
Someone's born and someone died
Watch the winter dance
Onto the high ground
Cycles of the seasons
Spinning like a wheel
Circles never-ending
That lead you back to me, me
Cycles of the seasons
Spinning like a wheel
Circles never-ending
That lead you back to me, me, me