I always thought that Winter was for lovers
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'Cause when else is a body's warmth so warm
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Underneath my clothes your hands are freezing but I
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Don't say a word
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But maybe it's the Spring that is for lovers
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'Cause that is when the world comes out in bloom
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In the light of all the lengthening days that still end too
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Soon
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But now I'm thinking Summer is for lovers
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'Cause when else will we find the time to leave
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Lay out in a field and watch our love growing and
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Swaying in the breeze
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But could it be the Fall that is for lovers?
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'Cause that is when the leaves get tired of being
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Green and then they turn into others that are very rarely
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Seen
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Seasons
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Said The Whale |