A time for summer skies, For hummingbirds and butterflies, For tender words that harmonize with A time for climbing hills, For leaning out of windowsills Admiring the daffodills above. Bridge A time for holding hands together AM7 A time for rainbow-colored weather A time for 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