Time moves like a ghost, friends they come and go
Secrets of the spring disappear once again
Future makes the past, a child hides a laugh
Sounds of summer sing the words we wished we'd said

Cycles of the seasons
Spinning like a wheel
Circles never ending
That lead you back to me, me

A clock hangs on the wall, footsteps in the hall
Autumn's here today, leaves are in the brown
Hours passing by, someone's bought and someone died
Watch the winter dance unto the hard ground

Cycles of the seasons
Spinning like a wheel
Circles never ending
That lead you back to me, me

Cycles of the seasons
Spinning like a wheel
Circles never ending
That lead you back to me, me, me