Gold and silver is the autumn
Soft and gentle are her skies
Yes I know, are the answers
Written in my true loves eyes

Autumns leaving, winters coming
I think that Ill be moving on
Ive got to leave him 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 with the winter
Spring is born and wanders free

Gold and silver burnt my autumns
All too soon theyd fade and die
And then there were no others
Milk and honey were their lives