By the end of our first conversation We had found common ground Recognised the strength of the foundation And built a friendship of shared intentions That slowly get pulled apart and put back together again Afloat upon the tides of life We're driftwood spiraling over the ocean
Let's pretend just for the sake of argument That we had never come together Would our choices have been that much different? The decisions of our existence That slowly get pulled apart and put back together again Afloat upon the rising tide We're driftwood spiraling over the ocean
It's the truth that slowly gets pulled apart and put back together again Afloat upon the rising tide We're driftwood spiraling over the oceans