Exile Enya
Cold as the nort[C#m]hern [A]winds[E] [B]
In D[C#m]ecemb[A]er [Abm]mornin[E]gs,
[C#m]Cold [A]is the [E]cry that [B]rings
[A] [Abm] [C#m]
Winter has come too late
Too close beside me.
How can I chase away
All these fears deep inside?
Chorus:
[C#]I'll [Bbm]wait the [F#]signs [Ab]to c[C#]ome.
[Bbm]I'll [F#maj7]find a [Ab]way
[C#]I will [Bbm]wait the [F#]time [Ab]to c[C#]ome.
[Bbm]I'll [F#maj7]find a [Ab]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#m: xx2120 or x46654
Abm: 466444
Bbm: x13321
F#maj7: xx4321
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