Draw a line on the dusty glass Watch the shadows slowly pass And I watch the crowd Just fading in the mist Such a quiet song they sing If I try I will find another way
Hear the voices from the past Simple promises that never seem last And I hold the thread And wind it through the dark Now the colors turn to gray In the end we will leave it all behind in the corner of the mind
Looking for the open sea With a dream to wonder free Looking for the open sea With a dream to wonder free Looking for the open sea With a dream to wonder free
Drift away Drift away With a dream to wonder free With a dream to wonder free Drift away With a dream to wonder free
