Song Description
Regret to leave the Northwoods
| Song Length |
3:00 |
Genre |
Pop - Standards |
Lyrics
Lives We Left Behind ©
By B. McDermott
Verse
The days are growing short, there?s a chill in the Maine air
Friends around a fire, do lighten our cares
Time to come inside, from a star filled Northwoods night
The aurora sends its blessing, and fills up our sight
Lives we left behind, we must visit once again
Promises and schedules to keep
Chorus
And sometimes, as old friends, we?ll visit once again
When we hear the Northwoods call, summer is at an end
Summer is at an end