Rollin' On

I woke up this morning and something felt different. Like we're at the beginning, Yet somehow the end. I looked out my window, The leaves they were changing, From colours of green to yellows and red, From colours of green to yellows and red. I walked to my car, and the windshield was covered With precipitation, there's frost in the night. The first time it comes to me just like a warning, The rumours are true, Old man winters alive, The rumours are true, Old man winters alive. When the seasons change, We try to hold onto, All that we've known. This familiar ground on which our lives have grown, Oh, how we've grown. But time rolls on, Time keeps rolling on. Autumn it feels so familiar and foreign, I can hardly believe it's upon us now. Pumpkin patches all speckled with orange, We harvest the fields 'til the sun goes down. When the seasons change, We try to hold onto, All that we've known. This familiar ground on which our lives have grown, Oh, how we've grown. But time rolls on, Time keeps rolling on. Rollin' on, ooooh, Rollin' on, ooooh, Oh it keeps rollin' on, Ooooh, yeah yeah, rollin' on. Oh, in time we'll find that we'll be alright. Well I'm trying my best To keep count in my head With The Great Conductor keeping the time. Like the hands on the clock, He is faithful and steady, Like a metronome setting the rhythms of life, Like a metronome setting the rhythms of life.