Exile-Marc Jordan

[00:03]Cold as the northern winds [00:11]in December mornings, [00:22]Cold is the cry that rings [00:32]from this far distant shore. [00:42]Winter has come too late, [00:51]too close beside me. [01:00]How can I chase away [01:08]all these fears deep inside? [03:07][02:29]I'll wait the signs to come. [03:15][01:26]I'll find a way. [03:20][01:31]I will wait the time to come. [03:29][01:40]I'll find a way home. [01:49]My light shall be the moon, [01:58]and my path - the ocean. [02:07]My guide the morning star, [02:16]as I sail home to you. [03:35]Who then can warm my soul? [03:43]Who can quell my passion? [03:52]Out of these dreams - a boat [04:01]I will sail home to you.