I was twenty-one years when I wrote this song

　　I'm twenty-two now but I won't be for long

　　Time hurries on

　　And the leaves that are green turn to brown

　　And they wither in the wind

　　And they crumble in your hand

　　Simon And Garfunkel

　　Once my heart was filled with the love of a girl

　　I held her close but she faded in the night

　　Like a poem I meant to write

　　And the leaves that are green turn to brown

　　And they wither in the wind

　　And they crumble in your hand

　　I threw a pebble in a brook

　　And they never made a sound

　　And the leaves that are green turn to brown

　　And they wither in the wind

　　And they crumble in your hand

　　Hello, hello, hello, hello

　　Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye

　　That's all there is

　　And the leaves that are green turn to brown

　　And they wither in the wind

　　And they crumble in your hand