Season’s Change

From beauty all around to see

From yellow, red,  green falling free

Ebbs out from atmosphere of glee

A meloncholy tune

So see the eyes of turning tides

So see in pain how grey sky abides

So see your saddened eyes to rise

Yet blooms the merry tune

For in the atmosphere of grey

My heart to feel the heavy day

Oh but my heart does feel your pain

In atmosphere of grey

But still the way is freely seen

And still the leaves will turn to green

In atmosphere of grey.