overture in b-minor / refugee

cry for the children

sons and daughters left behind

they walk alone down the trail of tears

full of heartache

full of fears

stand with open arms

waiting for the fall

but who'll be there to help ya

when your back's against the wall

you'll be sailing home before the storm

through the night into the dawn

on the wind i hear your voice calling

sailing home before the storm

why

cried the people

give me shelter from the storm

they take the road across the bridge of sighs

no more heartache

the other side

ya stand with open arms

ya scream into the night

but who'll be there beside ya

can you see the end in sight

you'll be sailing home before the storm

through the night into the dawn

on the wind i hear your voice calling

sailing home before the storm

sailing home before the storm

through the night into the dawn

on the wind i hear your voice calling. sailing home before the storm

through the night into the dawn

on the wind i hear your voice calling

sailing home before the storm

sailing home before the storm

through the night into the dawn

on the wind i hear your voice calling

sailing home before the storm