Drifter
Cleansing fire of the wall
Won't you...
Absolve her of her shame
Erasing promised lands
Reaching hands
Honeysuckle leaves
I'm sitting at an empty staircase (oh)
And I know there's nothing more for us to be (oh)
And I feel the tide, its drifting, drifting (oh)
And I know there's nothing more for us to be (oh)
And I feel the tide, its drifting, drifting (oh)
Rolling waters of the west
Won't you...
Reach this longing soul
I couldn't get away
No get away
So I just closed my eyes
She's out of reach, I'm drifting, drifting (oh)
And I know there's nothing more for us to be (oh)
And I feel the tide, its drifting, drifting (oh)
And I know there's nothing more for us to be (oh)
And I feel the tide, its drifting, drifting (oh)
And I know there's nothing more
Yeah, I feel the tide, its drifting, drifting
And I know there's nothing more
Yeah, I feel the tide, its drifting, drifting
And I know there's nothing more for us to be (oh)
And I feel the tide, its drifting, drifting (oh)
And I know there's nothing more for us to be (oh)
And I feel the tide, its drifting, drifting (oh)
Writer/s: Jack Minogue
