Drifting - Harry Connick Jr

Drifting, drifting, drifting away

I got myself a mansion, then I gave it away

It’s not the world that’s heavy, just the things that you save

And I’m drifting, drifting away

Drifting, drifting, drifting along

I rid myself of worries, and the worries were gone

I only run when I want to and I sleep like a dog

I’m just drifting, drifting along

The suitcoats say, «There is money to be made.»

They get so damn excited, but I guess it’s their way

My road it may be lonely just because it’s not paved

It’s good for drifting, drifting away

Drifting, drifting, drifting, uh huh

I feel like going back there, but never for long

I sometimes wonder if they know that I’m gone

I’m just drifting, drifting along

Drifting, drifting along "