The memories fade
The distance grows
But they're the same old thoughts and sentimental throes
The days ring in
The days ring out
Can't see anything here someday to be dreaming about
You spend your life depressed
Think that you've missed the crest
When Grandma Moses hit the scene she proved her pastures were still green
You're never too old to have dreams
There's an indian summer around the bend
There's an indian summer around the bend
There'll come a time when wounds will mend
It's going to be a real godsend
Just got to believe 'cause it's around the bend
You think that you're too old and it's too late for goals
Both black and white are shades of gray and even dogs shall have their day
Stop raining on your own parade
There's an indian summer around the bend
There's an indian summer around the bend
There'll come a time when wounds will mend
It's going to be a real godsend
Just got to believe 'cause it's around the bend
And when the autumn nears we entertain our tears
Although some leaves are falling
You've got to hear the calling
Stop wasting time recalling years