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 that you'd share them with me

I bring you one springtime of robins
One springtime of robins to sing
And I bring you one summer of roses
One summer of roses I bring

I bring you one autumn of dry leaves
Dry leaves will be helpful you know
To soften the fall of your snowflakes
When I bring you, your winter of snow