Folk pop, Medium tempo, warm, organic, positive, feel good, country, Southern, heartland, rural, Female vocals, acoustic guitar, banjo, ukulele, bass, drums, mandolin, tambourine, shaker
I can hear the trees start whispering Their colours speak of change a coming The bluebirds song is gone till spring And I sit here just waiting Through it all Ive come to know That all these feelings come and go And after all is said and done Theres nothing new under the sun Over the river and through the trees The north wind brings its winter freeze But Ive got everything I need Except my love, come back to me Through it all Ive come to know That all these feelings come and go And after all is said and done Theres nothing new under the sun Oh Ive seen all there is to see From PEI to Calgary From the eastern fisheries To the disappearing forest trees From Thunder Bay to Tofino Ive been as far as the highway goes Above it all of this Im sure These earthly things, they cant endure Oh la la la la la la la...