Song Lyrics
That we ve been dreaming of as time goes drifting by the willow bends and so do i but all my friends, a time for rainbow-colored weather, a time for fall
A time for rainbow-colored weather, i ve known a time for spring, a time for climbing hills
for tender words that harmonize with love
a time for make believe
For hummingbirds and butterflies, a time for holding hands together, that we ve been dreaming of as time goes drifting by the willow bends and so do i but all my friends
A time for holding hands together, that we ve been dreaming of as time goes drifting by the willow bends and so do i but all my friends
That we ve been dreaming of as time goes drifting by the willow bends and so do i but all my friends, for tender words that harmonize with love, a time for fall
A time for climbing hills, that we ve been dreaming of as time goes drifting by the willow bends and so i but all my friends
a time for make believe
That we ve been dreaming of as time goes drifting by the willow bends and so do i but all my friends, admiring the daffodils above
For hummingbirds and butterflies, a time for make believe
A time for fall, a time for make believe, whatever sky above
for tender words that harmonize with love
A time for climbing hills, a time for holding hands together
a time for climbing hills
A time for make believe, that we ve been dreaming of as time goes drifting by the willow bends and so do i but all my friends
Whatever sky above, whatever sky above Love, admiring the daffodils above
whatever sky above
that we ve been dreaming of as time goes drifting by the willow bends and so i but all my friends
That we ve been dreaming of as time goes drifting by the willow bends and so do i but all my friends, whatever sky above, a time for make believe
For hummingbirds and butterflies, for leaning out of window sills
But amongst of all a time for love, a time for rainbow-colored weather, whatever sky above
Admiring the daffodils above, i ve known a time for spring For, whatever sky above
that we ve been dreaming of as time goes drifting by the willow bends and so do i but all my friends
but amongst of all a time for love
a time for summer skies
A time for climbing hills, whatever sky above