To The Land Of My Fathers

(альбом: Cool Water - 1995)

There's a wind on the water, a sound
The air calling me home
To the land of my fathers, oh I long to
Be there
It's calling me home
I could sail far away for a thousand
Years and not miss a soul
But there's something inside keeps calling me
Calling me home
When I think of all the places I have seen
In the world
And I think of all the bright lights
And all the thrills
And when my best friends are
Beside me and my feet are on the ground
There's still that things deep inside me
That I don't understand
So I'll carry it with me where ever I roam
To the end of my days
While the wind's on the water like a light
In the storm
It will carry me home

Carry, carry me home, oh carry me home
Carry, carry me home, oh carry me home
When you're welcomed back just like a hero
And there's glass in every hand
You'll wonder why you went away away at all
But you won't understand
Till that feeling comes from deep inside you
Like an old ghost from the past
Wraps itself around you till you feel
Warm at last

So if you will be home, well I'll meet you there
Gotta say my farewells
Cos the winds on the water
There's a sound in the air
Calling me home
Calling me home
Calling me home
Calling me home
Calling me home
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