i'd like to call back summertime ......

I awoke today and found the frost perched on the town
It hovered in a frozen sky and it gobbled summer down
When the sun turns traitor cold
And all the trees are shivering in a naked row
I get the urge for going but I never seem to go
And I get the urge for going, when the meadow grass is turning brown
Summertime is falling down and winter's closing in.

Now the warriors of winter they give a cold triumphant shout
All that stays is dying; all that lives is getting out
See the geese in chevron flight
Flapping and a-racin' on before the snow
They got the urge for going and they've got the wings so they can go
They get the urge for going when the meadow grass is turning brown
Summertime is falling down and winter's closing in.

I'll ply the fire with kindling; I'll pull the blankets to my chin
I'll lock the vagrant winter out and I'll bolt my wandering in
I'd like to call back summertime
And have her stay for just another month or so
But she's got the urge for going so I guess she'll have to go
She's gets the urge for going when the meadow grass is turning brown
And all her empire's falling down and winter's closing in

And I get the urge for going when the meadow grass is turning brown
And summertime is falling down.

©Music and Lyrics by Joni Mitchell