Drift - Chandeen

Views, what can they tell

Of the roaming sounds of surfs

I once saw faces in the sky

Now all I see is time passing by

How can I explain

That I find comfort in rain

Come on, poet, sing songs for me

Come on poet, sing your songs for me

Just for me, come on poet…

Standing at the shore within a stormy night

The raindrops in the sea

All part of the infinity

Come on, poet, sing songs for me

Come on poet, sing your songs for me

Just for me, come on poet…