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