Drifting Away - Fastball

Got nowhere to stay

Got nowhere to go

Got no one to blame for lettin' myself get so low

It’s right on the tip of my tongue

What’s the word I’m thinkin' of

It’s right in the middle of good and bad

So how can it be love

My brain is too soft

My money’s no good

I tend to get lost just walkin' in the neighborhood

It’s right on the tip of my tongue

What’s the word I’m thinkin' of

Sometimes I feel like I’m drifting away

And that’s all I can say

It’s nothing I can’t control

But in matters of the heart and soul

I must admit that I just don’t know

I don’t know what to say

I don’t know what to do

I don’t know what possessed me

To get together with a girl like you

You’re right on the tip of my tongue

Are you the girl I’m thinkin' of

Right in the middle of hate and love

An iron fist in a velvet glove

Sometimes I feel like I’m drifting away

And that’s all I can say

Gotta step back

And give each other room to grow

Listen to your heart

It’ll tell you where to go

I must admit that I just don’t know

Admit that I just don’t know

Sometimes I feel like I’m drifting away

And that’s all I can say

It’s nothing I can’t control

But in matters of the heart and soul

Sometimes I feel like I’m drifting away

And that’s all I can say

Gotta step back

And give each other room to grow

Listen to your heart

It’ll tell you where to go

I must admit that I just don’t know

Admit that I just don’t know

Admit that I just don’t know