A gust goes by, the leaves lift up
And dance the lane away
A sudden breath runs down the street
And every leaf takes wing
They spin in red and gold and brown
A whirling, waltzing ring
I tap my foot against the floor
One-two-three, the leaves agree
Spin, spin, gust of gold
Waltz along the lane
He turns my mourning into dancing
Watch the leaves explain
The little lamb has left my knee
To hop around the chair
It thinks the leaves are calling it
To join them in the air
The gust dies down, the leaves come down
And rest until the next
Spin, spin, gust of gold
Waltz along the lane
He turns my mourning into dancing
Watch the leaves explain
He turned my mourning into dance
The psalm has sung it long
And every gust that lifts the leaves
Is dancing to that song
Mmm... mmm... mmm
Spin, spin, gust of gold
Waltz along the lane
He turns my mourning into dancing
Watch the leaves explain
Spin, spin, gust of gold
Waltz along the lane
He turns my mourning into dancing
Watch the leaves explain
The gust is gone, the leaves lie still
Until the next one comes
