Drifting along on this river,
in no rush to get to the end.
Keep your hand firm on the tiller,
for here comes another tight bend.
You follow the shape of the landscape,
you can see that there's love in the sky.
When the morning will come,
I hope we'll still be drifting by
Drifting by on the willow trees reaching
You can hear them all whispering your name
If you listen the whole world is speaking
The weight on your shoulders
Has gone now you've told her
We like to run from the city
We like to get out to the
Throw away our troubles and worries
Pack our bags and go out and explore
Slow down to the pace of Mother Nature
You can hear her sing her lullabies
When the morning will come
I hope we'll still be drifting by
Drifting by on the willow trees reaching
You can hear them all whispering your name
If you listen the whole world is speaking
The weight on your shoulders
It's gone now, you've told her
dappled sun on golden wings
I can see the flowers bloom,
fishes swimming with the moon
Drifting on toward the sunset,
the blue sky whispering goodnight
We've spent the whole day on this river,
and soon we'll be back and alight
I'll pour us a rum and ginger beer,
When the morning will come,
I hope we'll still be drifting by
Driftin' by are the willow trees reachin'
You can hear them all whisperin' your name
If you listen the whole world is speakin'
The weight on your shoulders
has gone now you've told her
The weight on your shoulders
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