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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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