Through the Mist

Through the Mist

Silent noises on the street
Restless sounds that never sleep
People all around but no one sees me
Wondering through the crowd where no one hears me

Lost inside I’m holding on
Knowing that I must move on
Waiting for someone to find me
Yet wanting something to hide me

I will find my place
And make this home
Find my dream through the mist
Oooh
I’ll make this home
Find my dream through the mist

I will wake before the dawn
Walk a path I’ve never crossed
Catch a stranger’s smile and embrace it
Hold on to the words they are saying

I will find my place
And make this home
Find my dream through the mist
Oooh
I’ll make this home
Find my dream through the mist

©David Worby and Tinatin