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 

    That are very rarely seen