From Orange to Pink - Patrick Sweany

Chilly winds will soon be blowing

Leaves will follow, round our feet

Pinwheels change to, orange and yellow

Clouds will turn from, orange to pink

I just talked to her, whole town used to

Time to time she, calls on me

Talk about some more recent used to’s

Times ain’t like they used to be

Well sometimes it makes me wonder

Works for some but, not for me

Other times it’s less of a bother

Times ain’t like they used to be

You take Mary, I’ll take Margaret

You take Jodi, I’ll take Jane

Other times it hardly matters

Made no difference, they’re quite the same

You take Mary, someday maybe

Someday baby, I’ll take Sue

Times ain’t like the way they used to

Ain’t no difference ‘tween the two

Sit and think here in my bedroom

Late at night, or clearly morn'

Think about the things I used to

Used to do but now no more

Feel the breeze in the early evening

See the sun sinkin' low

See the leaves turn red and amber

Clouds turn blue and pink and orange