(Joni Mitchell cover)nnnI awoke today and found the frost perched on the townnIt hovered in a frozen skynThen it gobbled summer downnWhen the sun turns traitor coldnAnd shivering trees are standing in a naked rownnI get the urge for goingnBut I never seem to gonI get the urge for goingnWhen the meadow grass is turning brown andnSummertime is falling down and winter is closing innnI had me a man in summertimenHe had summer-colored skinnNot another girl in townnMy darling's heart could winnBut when the leaves fell trembling downnBully winds did rub their faces in the snownnHe got the urge for goingnAnd I had to let him gonHe got the urge for goingnWhen the meadow grass was turning brown andnSummertime was falling down and winter was closing innnThe warriors of winternThey gave a cold triumphant shoutnAnd all that stays is dyingnAll that lives is getting outnSee the geese in chevron flightnFlapping and racing on before the snownnThey've got the urge for goingnAnd they've got the wings to gonThey get the urge for goingnWhen the meadow grass is turning brown andnSummertime is falling down and winter is closing innnI ply the fire with kindling nownI pull the blankets up to my chinnI lock the vagrant winter outnAnd fool my wandering innI'd like to call back summertime andnHave her stay for just another month or sonnShe's got the urge for goingnSo I guess she'll have to gonShe gets the urge for goingnWhen the meadow grass is turning brown andnAll her empires are falling down andnWinter's closing innnAnd I get the urge for goingnWhen the meadow grass was turning brown andnSummertime is falling down and winter is closing innAnd winter's closing innAnd winter's closing in