Funny Time of Year

These silent words of conversation

Hold me now this adulation

Oh, see me now

Oh, it's easy now

Falling like a silent paper

Holding on to what may be

And I only hear

Only hear the rain

And many rains turn to rivers

Winter's here and there ain't nothing gonna change

The winds are blowing, telling me all I hear

Oh, it's a funny time of year

There'll be no blossom on the trees

Turning now I see no reason

The voice of love so out of season

I need you now but you can't see me now

I'm traveling with no destination

Still hanging on to what may be

It's a funny time of year

I can see there'll be no blossom on the trees

And time spent crying has taken me in this year

Oh, it's a funny time of year

There'll be no blossom on the trees

Falling like a silent paper

Holding on to what may be

It's a funny time of year

I can see there'll be no blossom on the trees

And time spent crying has taken me in this year

It's a funny time of year

I can see no blossom, no blossom on the trees

Falling like a silent paper

Holding on to what may be

It's a funny time of year

I can see

There'll be no blossom on the trees

And time spent crying has taken me in this year

It's a funny time of year

I can see no blossom, no blossom on the trees