Northern Lights

I've been trying to think of what I can give you

Trying to find the right words to say

Before you have gotten up and you've vanished

Before you have taken yourself away

Maybe a blanket for when you shiver

Maybe some stillness for when you need peace

Maybe a memory for when you get lonely

Or something to sing for the next time we meet

When you look at night at those Northern lights

You can hold tight to this thing

When it's said and done and we've had our fun

You know you're the one who taught me to sing

I've been trying to remember the first time I met you

What was the name of the song that we played

When we were children dressed up like grownups

Talking about where we'd end up one day

And I know I don't say it as much as I ought to

I know I don't offer much gratitude

For all that you've given, all that you taught me

And for all of your patience when I sang out of tune

When you look at night...

There was a streetlamp out my window

And I couldn't get any sleep

Back when I was a younger man

Couldn't sing harmony

And you showed me all your folk songs

And we drank up all that wine

And I was just feeling so lucky

When we sang for the first time

When you look at night...

Who taught me to sing