Seasons

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I always thought that winter was for lovers
Dbm            Abm    A     B        E
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
    B              E
But I don't say a word


     E     B         A        B        E
But maybe it's the spring that is for lovers
Dbm   Abm               A          B       E
Cuz that is when the leaves come out and bloom
Dbm           Abm      A      B          E   A
And all the light of every lengthening da-ay
      B             E
That still ends too soon


     E     B         A     B       E
But now I know that summer is for lovers
    Dbm    Abm          A        B      E
Cuz when else will we find the time to leave
Dbm          Abm      A          B        E        A
We'll lay beneath a field and watch our lo-o-ove growin
      B              E
And swayin in the trees


     E     B       A         B       E
But maybe its the fall that is for lovers
Dbm           Abm      A           B      E
Cuz that is when the leaves get tired of bein'
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Green and all the colours change to o-o-others
         B          E
That are very rarely seen
A             B           E
    That are very rarely seen