Seasons - Caroline Herring Lyrics
Seasons
And greening grass
Tree buds swell and flowers bloom
The wintertime has passed
Day follows day, each different than before
On a hill sits the little house, waiting for more
She watches growing gardens
And hills covered with daisies
So slow and hazy
Day follows day, each different than before
On a hill sits the little house, waiting for more
Autumn-time brings colder nights
And days a little shorter
People gather harvests
And the leaves turn different colors
Day follows day, each different than before
On a hill sits the little house, waiting for more
The little house she shivers - As winter winds blow
She looks toward the city lights that glisten in the snow
Day follows day, each different than before
On a hill sits the little house, waiting for more