Drift - The Devlins

Out of my head, out on my own

Sometimes I understand this life we’ve been shown through

And around this time, we began to drift

I used to feel weightless, now I’m pretty hard to lift

You say, what you wanna say

In my arms I know your home

If you go, where you gonna go?

And leave me on my own… to drift alone

And somewhere along the thin white line

I’m spending my days and nights waiting for you to show

You say what you wanna say…

You said maybe I should go

And I spin into a haze, waiting for you to show

You say, what you wanna say

In my arms I know your home

If you go where you gonna go?

And leave me on my own… to drift alone…