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I always thought that winter was for lovers

Cuz when else is a body's warmth so warm

But underneath my clothes your hands are fre-e-e-eezing

 But I don't say a word

 But maybe it's the spring that is for lovers

Cuz that is when the leaves come out and bloom

And all the light of every lengthening da-ay

 That still ends too soon

 But now I know that summer is for lovers

 Cuz when else will we find the time to leave

We'll lay beneath a field and watch our lo-o-ove growin

 And swayin in the trees

 But maybe its the fall that is for lovers

Cuz that is when the leaves get tired of bein'

Green and all the colours change to o-o-others

 That are very rarely seen

That are very rarely seen