I spent most my life
Searching high and low for this
But something's holding back
My deserved happiness
Someday that might change
But for now I'm holding out
Until I find my place
I'll reason with my doubt
Oh I
I follow
And I leave behind
All my sorrow
Oh, the river winds
As I call out
Til' my voice gets tired
To the echoes
Of a driftwood, a driftwood choir
Would I know the day
If it looked me in the face
And how I could relate
To something bigger than my name
But I know that you'll be there
When I reach that mountain top
And I'll shake off my despair
As I plant my flag atop
Oh I
I follow
And I leave behind
All my sorrow
Oh, the river winds
As I call out
Til' my voice gets tired (til my voice gets tired)
To the echoes
Of a driftwood, a driftwood choir
Ohh
Ohh, a driftwood choir
Ohh
Ohh, a driftwood choir
