Letras: Show Of Hands. Drift.

Here in the darkness
Gently I drift.
Out in the hallway
The day's changing shift.
With whispering voices,
And a rumour of light,
The rain on the window
Falls softly to night.
My eyes are so heavy,
Dreams come so swift,
I drift

I've no way of knowing
When daylight begins,
There's no border between
All my blessings and sins.
Is judgement suspended
For all in this place?
My resting state
Is my state of grace.
Waiting alone
For the dawn light to lift,
I drift.

I drift.

I dreamed we were laughing,
With all of our friends,
Where the river begins,
Where the sea water ends.
You turned and you smiled
To where I stood apart,
And whispered
I loved you with all of my heart,
Then I woke alone
On the edge of this cliff,
Where I drift...

I drift, I drift, I drift...

You're speaking so softly,
You're touching my hand,
Let's leave at the doorway
All of our hopes and plans.
The kiss of a snowflake,
Your lips on my cheek,
I'm too conscious to slumber,
Too weary to speak,
Swathed all in shadow,
Your unwanted gift,
Waiting again
For the dawn light to lift,
Then waking alone
On the edge of this cliff,
Where I drift.

Where I drift, where I drift,

Where we drift.