D A G A D I always thought that winter was for loversBm F#m G A D Cuz when else is a body's warmth so warmBm F#m G A D G But underneath my clothes your hands are fre-e-e-eezingA D But I don't say a word D A G A D But maybe it's the spring that is for loversBm F#m G A D Cuz that is when the leaves come out and bloomBm F#m G A D G And all the light of every lengthening da-ayA D That still ends too soon D A G A D But now I know that summer is for loversBm F#m G A D Cuz when else will we find the time to leaveBm F#m G A D G We'll lay beneath a field and watch our lo-o-ove growinA D And swayin in the trees D A G A D But maybe its the fall that is for loversBm F#m G A D Cuz that is when the leaves get tired of bein'Bm F#m G A D G Green and all the colours change to o-o-othersA D That are very rarely seenG A D That are very rarely seen
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