Lyrics: Caronte 2024 Youtube: Inoxidables Podcast Podcast go.ivoox.com/sq/2330386 I’ve stood on stages, bathed in gold, Sung my heart out, sold out every show. Mansions high, cars that gleam, Women who smiled like a fleeting dream. The finest whiskey, the rarest wine, A life of splendor, it’s all been mine. But in the night, when the lights grow dim, A voice calls softly, it’s always her hymn. Oh, Bow Lake, take me home tonight, To the little cabin bathed in moonlight. Trade my fame for the northern breeze, And her sweet love beneath the trees. Her name still lingers, it’s carved in my heart, First love’s fire never fell apart. We had a dream, simple and sweet, A cabin, a lake, where our souls would meet. But I chased the world, the shine and applause, Left her behind for this grand mirage. Now I see, through all the smoke and glare, The life I’ve built feels thin and bare. Oh, Bow Lake, take me home tonight, To the little cabin bathed in moonlight. Trade my fame for the northern breeze, And her sweet love beneath the trees. If I could rewind, oh, I wouldn’t delay, I’d hold her close, let the world fade away. But time’s a thief, and it won’t return, Only memories of the love I yearn. Oh, Bow Lake, take me home tonight, To the little cabin bathed in moonlight. Trade my fame for the northern breeze, And her sweet love beneath the trees. And so I sing to an empty crowd, The fame, the fortune—it’s all too loud. My heart’s still there by the waterside, With her lost love, where my dreams reside.