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I always thought that winter was for lovers
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Cuz when else is a body's warmth so warm
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But underneath my clothes your hands are fre-e-e-eezing
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But I don't say a word
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But maybe it's the spring that is for lovers
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Cuz that is when the leaves come out and bloom
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And all the light of every lengthening da-ay
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That still ends too soon
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But now I know that summer is for lovers
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Cuz when else will we find the time to leave
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We'll lay beneath a field and watch our lo-o-ove growin
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And swayin in the trees
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But maybe its the fall that is for lovers
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Cuz that is when the leaves get tired of bein'
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Green and all the colours change to o-o-others
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That are very rarely seen
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That are very rarely seen