We’re back from a 16-day, 15-state road trip over the course of which (including prepping for it) I missed three weeks of songwriting. But I spent good time with lovely people in beautiful places. Not a bad trade!

Every summer, fragrance or music or the way the light falls or the wind breathes recalls to me other summers – and I’m inspired to write songs like this one, feeling again those summers of my adolescence, that felt deep and wide and like I lived whole wonderful lifetimes through them. And – part of the joy of aging is that I think I’m once again starting to live more like my favorite parts of those summers – rediscovering the beauty and joy of my life through all my senses. It is good.

Silver starlight, lilac breeze, windows open wide
Something ventured, something lovely gained
Spring becoming summer, woman grown from tender child
I was never going to be the same

I can’t forget how it felt, can’t remember what happened
I fell under your spell, got mixed up in your magic

Moonlight on the road, whisper of leaves through the yard
Evening breathing cool upon my skin
Music in the wind and new horizons in my heart
I close my eyes and it comes back again

I can’t forget how it felt, can’t remember what happened
I fell under your spell, got mixed up in your magic

Sunshine and the birds are singing, cold rain, I’m alone
It doesn’t really make much difference
I hold you in the deepness where I keep the love I’ve known
And spread you out in everything I bless

I can’t forget how it felt, can’t remember what happened
I fell under your spell, got mixed up in your magic