All in It's Own Time

All in it's own time All in time I picked the flowers for the table in the Summertime Once, they were so vibrant, fully bloomed in colours so divine Fall appeared in grey and brown, stems cracked up, leaves fell down Seeds left to scatter on the ground All in it's own time All in time Snow started softly falling down upon the autumn leaves Winter knocking at my door, a lonely feeling came to be Now I'm trapped where none can see me Bitter winds blow cold and strong Waiting, hiding, ready all along All in it's own time All in time Did you see the flowers on the table in the Summertime Memories of splendor, fully bloomed in colours so divine Spring appeared in green and gold, blooming fields bright and bold Another season's story to be told All in it's own time All in time