I was twenty-one years when I wrote song. I'm twenty-two now but I won't be for long Time hurries on. And leaves that are green turn to brown, And they wither with the wind, And they crumble in your
Once my heart was filled with the love of a girl. held her close, but she faded in the night Like a poem I meant to And the leaves that are green turn to brown, And they wither with the wind, And crumble in your hand.
I threw a pebble in a And watched the ripples run away And they never made sound. And the leaves that are green turned to brown, And they with the wind, And they crumble in your hand.
Hello, Hello, Hello, Hello, Good-bye, Good-bye, Good-bye, Good-bye, That's all there And the leaves that are green turned to brown.