Exile
Cold as the northern winds
in December mornings'
Cold is the cry that rings
from this far distant shore.
Winter hase too late'
too close beside me.
How can I chase away
all these fears deep inside?
I'll find a way.
I will wait the time toe.
I'll find a way home.
My light shall be the moon'
and my path - the ocean.
My guide the morning star'
as I sail home to you.
I'll wait the signs toe.
I'll wait the signs toe.
I'll find a way.
I will wait the time toe.
I'll find a way home.
Who then can warm my soul?
Who can quell my passion?
Out of these dreams - a boat
I will sail home to you.
ExileLRC歌词
[00:03.0]Cold as the northern winds
[00:11.0]in December mornings'
[00:22.0]Cold is the cry that rings
[00:32.0]from this far distant shore.
[00:42.0]Winter hase too late'
[00:51.0]too close beside me.
[01:00.0]How can I chase away
[01:08.0]all these fears deep inside?
[01:26.0]I'll find a way.
[01:31.0]I will wait the time toe.
[01:40.0]I'll find a way home.
[01:49.0]My light shall be the moon'
[01:58.0]and my path - the ocean.
[02:07.0]My guide the morning star'
[02:16.0]as I sail home to you.
[02:29.0]I'll wait the signs toe.
[03:07.0]I'll wait the signs toe.
[03:15.0]I'll find a way.
[03:20.0]I will wait the time toe.
[03:29.0]I'll find a way home.
[03:35.0]Who then can warm my soul?
[03:43.0]Who can quell my passion?
[03:52.0]Out of these dreams - a boat
[04:01.0]I will sail home to you.
