On a Summer day



                      You can hear her call



                      But in a funny way



                    She reminds you of the Fall

                    On a Summer day 



                      You can hear her call



                      But in a funny way



                      She reminds you of the Fall

                    Through the fields 



                      And the streams 



                      And the lakes 



                      And the trees



                      And the grass 



                      And the logs 



                      Run all my dogs

                    And I am… 



                      Home again

                    In the Autumn air



                      You can see her smile



                      But in a funny way



                      She reminds you of a child 



                      In the Autumn air



                      You feel her soul unfold



                      And in a funny way



                      You feel your own explode

                    Through the fields 



                      And the streams 



                      And the lakes 



                      And the trees



                      And the grass 



                      And the logs 



                      Run all my dogs

                    And I am… 



                      Home again

                    On a Winter day



                      You can hear her call



                      But in a funny way



                      When the snow begins to fall

                    On a Winter day 



                      You can hear her call



                      And in a funny way



                      You love her even more

                    Through the fields 



                      And the streams 



                      And the lakes 



                      And the trees



                      And the grass 



                      And the logs 



                      Run all my dogs

                    And I am… 



                      Home again

                    Through the fields 



                      And the streams 



                      And the lakes 



                      And the trees



                      And the grass 



                      And the logs 



                      Run all my dogs

                    And I am… 



                      Home again

                    On a Summer day



                      You can hear her call



                      But in a funny way 



                      She reminds you of the Fall

                    On a Summer day



                      You can hear her call



                      But in a funny way



                      She reminds you of the Fall