Face In The Snow

No more wishes for the past
No lingering of sages and seers
Desperations and fevers last
The undertows are strong here...

And here I lie, another morning arise
Too far away from coming home

I see a face in the snow, inside my head a voice calls for me
I see your face in the snow and the sun is to far away to feel

And here I lie, another morning arise
Too far away from coming home

And could we live within the wake of hidden lies
When we're too far away...