I follow my whims
I’m capricious at heart
I can’t help myself
When I go too far

I follow my moods
Through the state I am in
I can’t deal with all
These minor sins

Chorus:
I’m drifting
Out of touch with the shore line
And I’m climbing all the waves still
Hoping I’ll do fine
I’m drifting
Letting the rules slide
And I’m hoping that I’ll do fine

Bridge I:
But the sea is getting rougher
I’ve lost hold of my anchor

Bridge II:
Always searching, always on the move
No time to kill and no time to lose

I follow my heart
Into the circle of dreams
And I can’t wake up
When my conscience screams

Chorus……and I’m hoping that I’’ll do fine