Besedila: Hazel O'Connor. Driftwood.

Sitting on the sunny shoreline
See some driftwood come to rest, worn out by the tides
Torn up by its endless rides, never free just a bit like me

I've been that piece of wood I have been
Tossed about upon the ocean of illusion, confusion
Brittle and twisted like waves lashing out at the rock

Well, I now know I just gotta find that shore line
Oh yeah, that little peace of mind
And let the sun shine on it

I swam the sea of passion
Yeah, jealousy and pain, ignorance pretends to drown
Grabs for your hands again, drags you down again
Yeah, but my soul cries out in vain just to break these chains

Well, listen you who've traveled all these jungles
Concrete and the other kind, you know there's more, you know
You've got your own key to the door go on open it
Open it, open it up

Well, I now know I just gotta find that shore line
Oh-oh yeah, that little peace of mind
And let the sun shine on it

See I've been a long time from my home and I wanna get back there
But most of my memories got washed away with the tide
A friend waits for me at the edge of the sea and he's calling
My soul is your lover I cry and I'm coming home this time

Oh, beloved wipe away these tears from my eyes
Of my illusion, my confusion
Brittle and twisted like waves lashing out at the rock

Yeah, yeah what say now
I now know I just gotta find yeah, that shore line
Oh-oh yeah, that little peace of mind

Well, I said now
I now know I just gotta find yeah, that shore line
Oh-oh yeah, that little peace of mind

I said now I know I gotta find
I know I gotta find yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, hmm
That shoreline, oh-oh yeah, that little peace of mind

What say now I know I gotta find
I now know I gotta find yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, hmm
That shoreline, oh-oh yeah, that little peace of mind
And let the sun shine on it