WINNIPEG AGAIN
IF I COULD JUST HAVE WINNIPEG AGAIN
IF ONLY I COULD FIND ANOTHER FRIEND
IF ONLY SUMMER ALWAYS UNDERSTOOD -
I WAS YOUNG AND LIFE WAS GOOD
IF ONLY FOR A MOMENT, WE WERE GOLD
TRAIPSING DOWN TO PROVENCHER,
AND PRAYING IN CATHEDRALS
KNOWING ONLY, les bont bon son bont
LEARNING HOW TO ROAM
IT WAS THERE THAT I BEGAN TO SEE MYSELF
WIDE AS THE OPEN SKY AND FIELD OF YELLOW
SLOWLY GROWING TALLER LIKE
THE WATER SPLITTING CULTURES MY THEIR TONGUE
AND THEN THE AUGUST PLANE THAT FLEW ME HOME
AND DAMN THE PAIN THAT OVERTHREW A BROKEN VESSEL
FIVE SHORT WEEKS AND SHE WAS GONE,
SHE WAS GONE
IF LIFE COULD BE LIKE SUMMER ONCE AGAIN,
WITH GOLDEN HOURS, CITY WALKS, AND TALKING HAND IN HAND
IF SOME OF WHAT WAS LOST TO ME COULD FIND ITS WAY,
LIFE WOULD BE SO GRAND
IF SOME OF WHAT WAS LOST TO ME COULD FIND ITS WAY,
LIFE WOULD BE SO GRAND.