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 posessions
And would that you'd share them with me

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

I bring you one other 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