With the bright colors of fall, the cooler weather, and the smell of things baking in the oven (albeit it’s just a candle so far), I tend to fall in a bit of a warm & welcoming melancholy mood. The kind of melancholy that makes you want to cuddle up next to someone you love or have a bonfire and stay up late telling stories. Of all the songs that speak most to me around this time of year, there is one that keeps coming back to me.
It is by Fernando Ortega called “This Time Next Year” on his album “Storm” Check out the lyrics below and feel free to listen to a sample of the song/album on itunes with the links afterward.
Turn up the light so we can see
The redhead grandson on your knee
You’d better hold him while you can
He’ll be walking soon
This time next year
You’ll want to take him
Down the old road
Behind your houseTo show him the sun
On the autumn fields,
Smell the wind-blown alfalfa,
To look out where the geese
Are rising for their southern flight
Circling arrows in the sky
Above the ditches
And the cottonwoodsThis time next year
There’ll be stories to tell
And he will listen to you
Quiet in your arms
And there’ll be songs to sing him
While he goes to sleep
When we gather in your home
This time next yearThe boy is laughing on your knee
Hold him up so we can see
Hold him high because
We’re lifted in his laughter
And in the gladness
He has brought you
As you walk these heavy miles
Buy on Song “This Time Next Year” by Fernando Ortega
Buy on Album “Storm” by Fernando Ortega