Lost in the fog, these hollow hills,
Blood running hot, night chills.
Without your love I'll be,
So long and lost, are you missing me?
Is it too late to come on home?
Are all those bridges now old stone?
Is it too late to come on home?
Can the city forgive?
I hear its sad song.
I need the clouds to cover me,
Pulling them down, surround me.
Without your love I’ll be,
So long and lost, are you missing me?
Is it too late to come on home?
Are all those bridges now old stone?
Is it too late to come on home?
Can the city forgive?
I hear its sad song.
It’s been so long between the words we spoke,
Will you be there up on the shore, I hope.
You wonder why it is that I came home,
I figured out where I belong.
But it's too late to come on home,
Are all those bridges now old stone?
Is it too late to come on home?
Can the city forgive?
I hear its sad song.
Am／
