I’m looking at the flowers by the field
spinning, spinning,
trying not to yield
The wind is
Blowing, blowing
Them away
It seems like beauty always goes away
I’m not sure why it makes me sad at all
The winds are bringing in a colorful fall
The leaves always ignite something in me
There is magic in the colors that I’ll see
The colors of the leaves are burning red
Then yellow, orange, and purple glow instead
Falling, falling
Leaves swiftly float down
Tumbling, tumbling,
Flying all around
Soon the snow will cover everything
A blanket of white, all glistening
Twinkle, twinkle
In the night
Sparkle, sparkle
Lights bright white
Then excitement will usher in the spring
Dancing, dancing
Tulips it will bring
I’m looking at the flowers by the field
spinning, spinning,
trying not to yield
