(Music by Joan Baez, Lyrics by Nina Duscheck)
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.
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