Enya

Enya - Exile

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Cold as the northern winds
in December mornings,
Cold is the cry that rings
from this far distand shore.
Winter has come too late
too close beside me.
How can I chase away
all these fears deep inside?
I'll wait the signs to come.
I'll find a way
I will wait the time to come.
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 to come.
I'll find a way.
I will wait the time to come.
I'll find a way home.
Who then can warm my soul?
Who can quell my passion?
Out of these dreamsQa boat
I will sail home to you.
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Author: ?

Composer: ?

Publisher: Warner Music UK Ltd

Details:

Released in: 1988

Language: English

Translations: Dutch

Appearing on: Watermark (1988) , Only time - The Collection (2002) , A Box of Dreams (1997) , Only Time (2002)

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