There's a mist
Rolling in from the water
Southern skies guide me home to you
And she cries tears of joy
And I smile at the morning sun
And the cold wind will blow
Carrying me home to you
And cold wind will blow
Bringing me home to you
There's a mist
Rolling in from the water
Southern skies guide me home to you
And she cries tears of joy
And I smile at the morning sun
And the cold wind will blow
Carrying me home to you
And cold wind will blow
Bringing me home to you
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