Funny Time Of Year

These silent words of conversationHold me now this adulationSee me nowOh it's easy nowFalling like a silent paperHolding on to what may beAnd I only hearOnly hear the rainAnd many rains turn to riversWinter's hereAnd there ain't nothing gonna changeThe winds are blowing telling me all I hearOh it's a funny time of yearThere'll be no blossom on the treesTurning now I see no reasonThe voice of love so out of seasonI need you nowBut you can't see me knowI'm travelling with no destinationStill hanging on to what may beIt's a funny time of yearI can seeThere'll be no blossom on the treesAnd time spent cryin' has taken me in this yearOh it's a funny time of yearThere'll be no blossom on the treesFalling like silent paperHolding on to what may beIt's a funny time of yearI can seeThere'll be no blossom on the treesAnd time spent cryin' has taken me in this yearIt's a funny time of yearI can see no blossom no blossom on the treesFalling like a silent paperHolding on to what may beIt's a funny time of yearI can seeThere'll be no blossom on the treesAnd time spent cryin' has taken me in this yearIt's a funny time of yearI can see no blossom no blossom on the trees