Gold and silver
Is the autumn
Soft and tender
Are the skys
Yes and knows
All the answers
Written in
My true loves eyes

Autumns leaving
Winter is coming
I think that ill
Be moving along
Ive got to leave her
And find another
Ive got to sing
My hearts true song

Round and round
The burning circle
All the seasons
One, two and three
Autumn leaves
And then the winter
Spring is born
And world is free

Gold and silver
Bounds my heart on
All too soon
They fade and die
And then Id know
Thered be no others
Milk and honey
Where they lie