Mariée avec ma filleI was a castawayGoing against the grainRunning my own campaignRunning in vainShe was a masterpieceA limited releaseBringing me to my kneesBringing me peaceWhen I’m driftingI’m drifting with you, nobodyNobody else will doWhen I’m driftingI’m drifting with youNobody else will doShe said, she said, she said, she saidI’ll wait, I’ll wait, I’ll wait, I’ll wait for youShe said, she said, she said, she saidI’ll wait, I’ll wait, I’ll wait, I’ll wait for youNow there’s a gust of windTo lock me up againAs soon as I let her inThe room will begin to spinBending around my bedSowing a need in my headTurning the pale to redShe’s raising the deadWhen I’m driftingI’m drifting with you, nobodyNobody else will doWhen I’m driftingI’m drifting with youNobody else will doShe said, she said, she said, she saidI’ll wait, I’ll wait, I’ll wait, I’ll wait for youShe said, she said, she said, she saidI’ll wait, I’ll wait, I’ll wait, I’ll wait for youWhen I’m driftingI’m drifting with youWhen I’m driftingI’m drifting with youWhen I’m driftingI’m drifting with youWhen I’m driftingI’m drifting with youWhen I’m driftingI’m drifting with you, nobodyNobody else will doWhen I’m driftingI’m drifting with youNobody else will do