Sometimes a Drifter Lyrics

	Sometimes a drifter and sometimes a peaceful man,
	Years and years of talking, roll it up to understand.
	Where does love go when it flies away?
	I would think that it would last ‘till the end of time.
	Sometimes a drunker, sometimes a holy man,
	Years and years of falling, with little to understand.
	Why do we think we are the only ones
	That really matter to everyone in the whole wide world?
	Sometimes a husband, sometimes a single dad,
	Years and years of trying, do not be so dark and sad.
	When does this life become easier?
	I would think all of this work would be worth something.
	Sometimes
	I’m happy, but often times, not so,
	Years and years of wondering, not knowing where to go.
	How do you do?
	Good to know you.
	May we find in all together this, all this joy.
	How do you do?
	Good to know you.
	May we find in all together this, all this joy.
	May we find in all together this, all this joy.

	Sometimes a drifter and sometimes a peaceful man,
	Years and years of talking, roll it up to understand.
	Where does love go when it flies away?
	I would think that it would last ' till the end of time.
	Sometimes a drunker, sometimes a holy man,
	Years and years of falling, with little to understand.
	Why do we think we are the only ones
	That really matter to everyone in the whole wide world?
	Sometimes a husband, sometimes a single dad,
	Years and years of trying, do not be so dark and sad.
	When does this life become easier?
	I would think all of this work would be worth something.
	Sometimes
	I' m happy, but often times, not so,
	Years and years of wondering, not knowing where to go.
	How do you do?
	Good to know you.
	May we find in all together this, all this joy.
	How do you do?
	Good to know you.
	May we find in all together this, all this joy.
	May we find in all together this, all this joy.

	Sometimes a drifter and sometimes a peaceful man,
	Years and years of talking, roll it up to understand.
	Where does love go when it flies away?
	I would think that it would last ' till the end of time.
	Sometimes a drunker, sometimes a holy man,
	Years and years of falling, with little to understand.
	Why do we think we are the only ones
	That really matter to everyone in the whole wide world?
	Sometimes a husband, sometimes a single dad,
	Years and years of trying, do not be so dark and sad.
	When does this life become easier?
	I would think all of this work would be worth something.
	Sometimes
	I' m happy, but often times, not so,
	Years and years of wondering, not knowing where to go.
	How do you do?
	Good to know you.
	May we find in all together this, all this joy.
	How do you do?
	Good to know you.
	May we find in all together this, all this joy.
	May we find in all together this, all this joy.

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