Leaves that are green turn to brown
Blue turns gray in this town
Time waits for no man
All my foolish plans

Never seemed so small
Never seemed so wrong
Never seemed so out of place
And out of my hands

Paths we’ve known start to fade
Love is good but never safe
Time gives way to the spring
All my foolish dreams

Never seemed so small
Never seemed so wrong
Never seemed so out of place
And out of my hands

My hands, my hands