Woorden: Gordon Lightfoot. Painter Passing Through. Drifters.

I don't believe in miracles if it's all the same by you
Your wishes would come true if I had my say
Whether it's right or wrong, the words of every song
Remind us of a love we knew
Where love should not go wrong, in yesterdays

Hang on ye drifters now
You got so much to go and gamble on
Watch out for the shifting sand
Where ever you may ramble

Even now, as I look back and see all that's come to pass
I can't remember how it was I got here
Look around this place, there's a smile on every face
We're somewhere in the afterglow, out there among the stars
Out there among the bars

Hang on ye drifters now
You got places to go and people to meet
Watch out for the shifting tide
Where ever you may travel

I know I should not complain because life's been good to me
It feels real good to be stranded on my own
Be that as it may be, we are what we are
I'll find you in the afterglow out there among the stars
Of yesteryear

Hang on ye drifters now
You got so much to go and gamble on
Watch out for the shifting sand
Where ever you may ramble

All you drifters now
You got places to go and people to meet
Watch out for the shifting tide
Where ever you may travel