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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 daffodils above A time for holding hands together A time for rainbow coloured weather A time of make believe that we've been dreaming of As time goes drifting by The willow bends and so do I But all my friends whatever skies above I know a time for spring A time for fall But best of all A time for love A time for holding hands together A time for rainbow coloured weather A time of make believe that we've been dreaming of As time goes drifting by The willow bends and so do I But all my friends whatever skies above I know a time for spring A time for fall But best of all A time for love |
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from Ballads In Blue (2002)
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 daffodils above A time for holding hands together A time for rainbow coloured weather A time of make believe that we've been dreaming of As time goes drifting by The willow bends and so do I But all my friends whatever skies above I know a time for spring A time for fall But best of all A time for love A time for holding hands together A time for rainbow coloured weather A time of make believe that we've been dreaming of As time goes drifting by The willow bends and so do I But all my friends whatever skies above I know a time for spring A time for fall But best of all A time for love |
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