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.