A time for summer's skies, for humming birds 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 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, 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