Leave your Mark

Leave your mark

Drifting like driftwood on the sea

           Oh how merry this could be.

Drifting on waves like a boat

           Oh how people watch me float.

Drifting through space on golden stars

           Oh how everything could be ours.

Drifting through the air without a care

           Oh how beautiful balloons can fair.

Drifting is lonely when its dark

           Oh but when the sun does ride

                         You have left your mark.



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