Drifting down streams of long waking dreams To the way things used to be Drifting down streams of long waking dreams To the way things used to be Drifting down streams of long waking dreams To the way things will never not be Drifting down streams of long waking dreams To the way things used to be But the shadows are growing long I'm not where I need to be Drifting like a river Yet to reach its' sea The shadows are growing long I've got many a mile to go I had hoped some sunshine Might of seen me home.