Rusty green summer's almost gone
I see winds clouding up the sun
And I can't find my way
Everything's gray

Rusty green eyes on my mind
Memories someplace out of time
All the things we would do
I still love you

It's a sad song to sing
Painted rusty green
A brief fading picture of spring




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