Tom: A
Introdução: Am G F D E B Em B E
Bm Am
I wandered far onto the lonely moors
Bm Am
Sparse coarse tufts of grass reached out to trip me
C D
And above my head the leaden clouds hung low
Em
As I turned my face into the wind
Bm Am
I huddled close against a tumbling wall
Bm Am
Wrapped in a cloak, to shield me from the bitter cold
C D
The solitude weighed heavy on my mind
Em
As I turned my face into the wind
Am Em
The mist rolled down across the countryside
Am Em
I thought I heard the coastal sirens sound
D Em
As I turned my face into the wind
Bm Am
I tried to peer into the deepening gloom
Bm Am
To glimpse a lighted window in the distance
C D
But just too far to penetrate the rain
Em
And I turned my face into the wind
Bm Am
And yet somehow I sensed her presence near
Bm Am
And tufts of sheep's-wool hanging from a gorse bush
C D
Were as though her hands were beckoning me home
Em
And I turned my face into the wind