From where I sit, on Sugarloaf, I can see Audubon, I can see a track of moose, I can smell the spruce, I can hear a jay’s raucous cry, I can feel a tear in my eye, I can see a fir cone, I can be all alone, I can sit in the snow and be what I know
From where I sit, on Sugarloaf, I can see Audubon, I can see a track of moose, I can smell the spruce, I can hear a jay’s raucous cry, I can feel a tear in my eye, I can see a fir cone, I can be all alone, I can sit in the snow and be what I know
Wapatanga Wilds 