It comes and goes freely anywhere Wherever it likes to go Yesterday it was here but today is somewhere else Like a driftwood floating Like a kite flying with no string Draws a thousand different lines Shapes its awkward outline
It stays however it likes to be But always dreams something else to be So yesterday it surely was but today is obviously not Like a driftwood floating Like a kite flying with no string Draws a thousand different lines Shapes its outline
Are you waiting 'til it's over 'Til the end of what you smolder You had enough of rolling over Get up and take a compass rose Are you still crying over Losing track of where you are now It's time to wake up and do take a compass rose Bloom it on your heart It will lead you home and let you know where to go
Bloom it on your heart It will lead you home and let you know where you need to go Keep it on your heart It will lead you home and let you know where you need to go
