Leaves on the Ground

Leaves fallin' off my favorite tree Dull and brown as they hit the ground Wish I looked at 'em more when they were green I wish the leaves could stay all year round But when I walk… With leaves on the ground And when I walk… With leaves on the ground It's my favorite time of year So when the trees Are bare at every limb I don't worry 'Cause I know when those trees will come again I'll remember to look at them twice But when I walk… With leaves on the ground And when I walk… With leaves on the ground It's my favorite time of year And when I walk… With leaves on the ground And as I walk… With leaves on the ground It's my favorite time of year