Next Time You're Driftin My WayG D GNext time you're driftin my way, C G land on me like a butterfly. G D G Dig your toes into my sand. C G So many times the days go by D and night falls into my empty hands. C Next time you catch my eye, G D touch me like the angel healed the lamb. Next time you're driftin my way, dance with me like the fire flies. Wash your wings, I'll lend a hand. Once they dry, I'll watch you rise and I'll understand. I'll watch you fill the skies. Might even make it up to you in the end. Once I caught the wind inside a jar. I put the lid on so it couldn't get out. But then I couldn't see it. Couldn't feel it. I didn't know. Had to let it go so there was no doubt. Now, the moment it slips from my embrace, I look for you in the crowd but I'm sure you'll just be a cloud the next time you're driftin my way. |