North Wind

How many seasons are too late when I've only a fool?
And the years, they just burn down the timber
Oh, just stand at your door
And I study the lines in your face
And I drink to the spring
For September is my saving grace
All juniper and gin

And north wind, don't cry
I was young, but soon I'll be old
And north wind, don't cry
I'll leave, but I'll always come home

There's a bird that hangs by my window
Oh, she sings for the dawn
And I wait, but I just might be blind
For it's a life that I mourn
And the sun is much older than I am
Oh, it's warm and I pray
For the river, I fell there with my ring
Down on the seventh day of May

And north wind, don't cry
I was young, but soon I'll be old
And north wind, don't cry
I'll leave, but I'll always come home

North wind, don't cry
I'll leave, but I'll always come home