In The Fog

When the hour is late
And all is lost to find
Nothing more than a song
Can find its way out tonight

To find you

I see mist like ghosts
[Incomprehensible] these country roads
They part their ways for me
As I search for my love

For you, for you

Good love
I tell my song to find you
To find you, to find you

(Find you)
Good love, I tell my song
(To find you)
Good love, I tell my song

(To find you)
Good love, I tell my song
(To find you)
Good love, I tell my song
(To find you)