Spring will come and grass will grow, the brooks will hum with melted snow.
If love is good to me, clouds will cry and rain will fall, the earth will sigh and drink it all.
If love is good to me, there always will be love.
There will be skies of blue above me, just as long as Mother Nature makes you love me.
Leaves will fall from winter's chill, and I'll recall the summer thrill that once you gave to me.
These wondrous things each year, depend on you my dear, this all could be, if love is good to me.
There always will be skies of blue above me, just as long as Mother Nature makes you love me.

Leaves of blue above me, just as long as Mother Nature makes you love me.
Leaves will fall from winter's chill, and I'll recall the summer thrill that once you gave to me.
You'll remember all that I had endured, but you won't forget that song.
These wondrous things each year
Depend on you, my dear
This all could be
If love is good to me
If love is good to me
If love is good to me