Текст: Kim Richey. Drift.

Here we stand at the end of the day
Together again

No one knows lessons we've learned
Places we've been
How could you measure the distance, my friend?

Drift with me, we'll go faraway
Beyond make believe, straight on to brighter days

Hang your coat on the back of the chair
Don't go just yet
We've been runnin' since the day that we met

Quiet now, there's nothin' to say
That needs to be said
You know I love you, my friend

Drift with me, we'll go faraway
Beyond make believe, straight on to brighter days

Drift with me, we'll go faraway
Beyond make believe, straight on to brighter days

Drift with me