Milk And Honey (Frank Jackson C.)

Gold and silver Is the autumn Soft and tender Are the skies Yes and no Are the answers Written in My true love's eyes Autumn's leaving And winter's coming I think that I'll be moving along I've got to leave her And find another I've got to sing my heart's True song Round and round The burning circle All the seasons One, two and three Autumn comes And then the winter Spring is born The world is free Gold and silver Bounds my heart on All too soon They fade and die And then I'd know There'd be no others Milk and honey Where they lie