[C]Cold [Am]as the [G]northern [D]winds
[C]In [Am]Decem[G]ber [G]morni[Em]ngs,
[C]Cold [Am]is the [G]cry that [D]rings
From this [Am]far d[Em]istant [Am]shore.
Winter has come too late
Too close beside me.
How can I chase away
All these fears deep inside?
Chorus:
[Am]I'll [C]wait the [G]signs [D]to [C]come.
[C]I'll [Am]find a [G]way
[Am]I will [C]wait the [G]time [D]to [C]come.
[C]I'll [Am]find a [G]way [C]home.
My light shall be the moon
And my path - the ocean.
My guide the morning star
As I sail home to you.
Chorus
Who then can warm my soul?
Who can quell my passion?
Out of these dreams - a boat
I will sail home to you.
[C]In [Am]Decem[G]ber [G]morni[Em]ngs,
[C]Cold [Am]is the [G]cry that [D]rings
From this [Am]far d[Em]istant [Am]shore.
Winter has come too late
Too close beside me.
How can I chase away
All these fears deep inside?
Chorus:
[Am]I'll [C]wait the [G]signs [D]to [C]come.
[C]I'll [Am]find a [G]way
[Am]I will [C]wait the [G]time [D]to [C]come.
[C]I'll [Am]find a [G]way [C]home.
My light shall be the moon
And my path - the ocean.
My guide the morning star
As I sail home to you.
Chorus
Who then can warm my soul?
Who can quell my passion?
Out of these dreams - a boat
I will sail home to you.
