Summer of Roses

A short time I have to be with you, my love
But a short time is better than no time, you see
So I bring to you all my possessions
And would let you share them with me
I bring you one springtime of robins
One springtime of robins to sing
I bring you one summer of roses
One summer of roses I bring
I bring you one autumn dry leaves
Dry leaves will be helpful, you know
To soften the fall of your snowflakes
When I bring you your winter of snow