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