If You Believe - Lisa Kelly of Celtic Women

Time to turn the maple brilliant crimson

Time to turn the Aspen's sparkling gold

Time to tumble apples from their branches

Time to turn the breezes crisp and cold a chill enfolds the country side

Kiss of morning mist upon the meadows

Scent of wood smoke swirling in the air

Signals that it's high time for the harvest

Every 'punkin' peach and prickly pear with ripened fruit to bear

If you believe in who you are

Who you were always meant to be

If you open up your heart then you'll set your spirit free

In this time of the season every leaf on every tree will start to shine

Come and see

Take my hand

Come with me and fly

Always standing right beside you

One true friend is there to guide you

To believe in who you are

Who you were always meant to be

If you open up your heart then you'll set your spirit free

In this time of the season every leaf on every tree will start to shine

Come and see

Take my hand

Come with me and fly