Gold and silver is the autumn

Soft and gentle are her skies

Yes and No are the answers

Written in my true love's eyes

Autumn's leaving, winter's coming

I think that I'll be moving on

I've got to leave him and find another

I've got to sing my heart's 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 burned my autumns

All too soon they'd fade and die

And then there were no others

Milk and honey were their lies