Fog Banks के बोल

Misty clouds, drifting down They sweep through our village Without a sound You stand by the window staring out Into the valley Grey gives in to grey Everything is veiled today But the mountaintops Are still bright spots Somewhere above us Something’s looming in your eyes A distant horizon I don’t recognize I just can’t reach you no matter how I try We’re becoming strangers Grey gives in to grey Everything is veiled today But the mountaintops Are still bright spots Somewhere above us Nothing here’s the same When you seem so far away I don’t understand But I’ll hold your hand While we wait for the sun