north

where icicles hung the blossoms swing

but in my heart there is no spring. you were my spring

my summer too

it's always winter without you. the flocks head north and the lilacs bloom

at night they scent my moonlit room. you were my spring

my summer too

i'm going north to look for you. like a windblown bird my heart goes forth

sent by the spring to the shining north. you are my spring

my summer too

and i won't rest till i find you.