A time for summer skies
For hummingbirds and butterflies
For tender words that harmonize with love
A time for climbing hills
For leaning out of windowsills
Admiring the daffodils above
A time for holding hands together
A time for rainbow colored weather
Time of make believe that we've been dreaming of
As time goes drifting by
The willow bends and so do I
But oh my friends, whatever sky above
I've known a time for spring
A time for fall but most of all
A time for love
As time goes drifting by
The willow bends and so do I
But oh my friends, whatever sky above
I've known a time for spring
A time for fall but best of all
A time for love
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