There is a time for love and laughter
 The days will pass like summer storms
 The winter winds will follow after
 But there is love and love is warm.
 
 There is a time for us to wander
 When time is young and so are we
 The woods are greener over yonder
 The path is new, the world is green.
 
 There is a time when leaves are falling
 The woods are grey, the paths are old
 The snow will come when geese are calling
 You need a fire against the cold.
 
 So do you roamin’ in the springtime?
 And you find your love in the summer sun
 The frost will come and bring the harvest
 And you can sleep when day is done.