Lyrics

[Verse 1]
She grew up where the winters bite,
Where the sky turns gray before the night,
In a cabin her daddy built by hand,
Among the northern pines, where the tall trees stand.

[Chorus]
Northern pines, whispering her name,
Through the cold and snow, she found her flame.
She carries the woods in her soul, so fine,
My love, born beneath the northern pines.

[Verse 2]
Her mama taught her how to mend and sew,
How to make the best of the life you know.
She’d trap the sun in jars of berry jam,
And sing to the moon with her old tin pan.

[Prechorus]
The river froze, but her spirit ran free,
Carving her story in each trembling tree.

[Chorus]
Northern pines, whispering her name,
Through the cold and snow, she found her flame.
She carries the woods in her soul, so fine,
My love, born beneath the northern pines.

[Bridge]
She still smells like spruce and the morning rain,
Her voice like the wind on a windowpane.
Though we live where the summers never end,
She dreams of the north, her oldest friend.