| [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 hase 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 toe. |
| [03:15][01:26] | I'll find a way. |
| [03:20][01:31] | I will wait the time toe. |
| [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. |