D        A             G      A       D
I always thought that winter was for lovers
Bm            F#m    G     A        D
Cuz when else is a body's warmth so warm
Bm        F#m       G           A        D         G
But underneath my clothes your hands are fre-e-e-eezing
    A              D
But I don't say a word

     D     A         G        A        D
But maybe it's the spring that is for lovers
Bm   F#m               G          A       D
Cuz that is when the leaves come out and bloom
Bm           F#m      G      A          D   G
And all the light of every lengthening da-ay
      A             D
That still ends too soon

     D     A         G     A       D
But now I know that summer is for lovers
    Bm    F#m          G        A      D
Cuz when else will we find the time to leave
Bm          F#m      G          A        D        G
We'll lay beneath a field and watch our lo-o-ove growin
      A              D
And swayin in the trees

     D     A       G         A       D
But maybe its the fall that is for lovers
Bm           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-others
         A          D
That are very rarely seen
G             A           D