Another long summer’s come and gone,
I don’t know why it always ends this way…
You had to go, I understand,
But you promised you’d be back again,
And so I am frozen in this town,
Til summer comes around…
I’ll be back again, you whispered in my ear,
But now the winter wind is the only sound,
And everything is closin’ down,
Til summer comes around…
Til summer comes around…
~Keith Urban, singer, songwriter
Winter takes hold, northeast NE
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