A time for summer skies
For hummingbirds and butterflies
For tender words that harmonize
With love

A time for climbing hills
For leaning out of window sills
Admiring the daffodils
Above

A time for holding hands together
A time for rainbow colored weather
A time of 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 skies above

I've known a time for spring
A time for fall
But best of all
A time for love

Funny, you're stranger who's come here
Come from another town
Funny, I'm a stranger myself here
Small world, isn't it?

Funny, you're a man who goes traveling
Rather than settling down
Funny, for I'd love to go traveling
Small world, isn't it?

We have so much in common
It's a phenomenon
We could pull our resources
By joining forces from now on

Lucky, you're a man who likes children
That's an important sign
Lucky 'cause I'd love to have children
Small world, isn't it?

Funny, isn't it?
Small and funny and fine