E F#m B E I was twenty-one years when I wrote this song E A B E I'm twenty-two now, but I won't be for long A B Time hurries on Chorus: E D A B E And the leaves that are green turn to brown C#m And they wither with the wind F#m B And they crumble in your hand. Once my heart was filled with love of a girl I held her close but she faded in the night Like a poem I meant to write Chorus I threw a pebble in a brook And watched the ripples run away And they never made a sound Chorus E F#m B E Hello, hello, hello, hello E A E Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye A B That's all there is E D A B E And the leaves that are green turn to brown. | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsA C#m D E F#m B |