Canadian Chill

When you look to the North if you gaze at it’s star

If you dream cross the border to a land near but far

Will you feel that much closer then you did before

If you look to the North if you gaze at it’s star

If you see Northern lights put on nature’s light show

A kaleidoscope of color touched by God’s hand

Will the lights act like a beacon and beckon you near

If you see Northern nights will you then understand

When you hear a wolf howling at the moon up above

If  you listen real close you’ll hear my voice call your name

When the howling subsides and the empty silence steps in

That’s when you will wonder, when you’ll want me in vain

When the North winds blow frigid cross my Canadian home

If  they howl like a banshees beneath a sunset of fire red

When I huddle inside so afraid and without hope

As the North winds blow coldest I’ll lay still in my bed