歌词
Season of mist down from on high
give me a glimpse of your glory
import to me a sign
and I will go.
You know how long I've waited
in the twilight.
At the first light snow will fall down
I will awake to the sound
of your calling
darkly, a distant voice
barely there
yet I can hear no other
I'll meet you there.
Season of mist islands of grace
open your gates so I may cross over
darkly a distant voice barely there
yet I know I'll be going
in the twilight.