Drift Away

Time is passing
I’m looking back at my days that felt so long
I didn’t know but they were really short
All the things that just passed
I miss them even more today
Beautiful memories that I can’t turn back

Time that’s like blood flowing from my wrists
Memories drift away, becoming a big ocean
What’s flowing in the past and present are the same
But I only have regret for the things I couldn’t hold on to
I guess I still have a long way to go to become an adult
Or maybe I don’t want to
Maybe I’m just whining
I can’t hold onto these unknown days so they keep drifting
I’m drifting with time, giving up my body

You’ve drifted far away
Because of the things that always just pass by
When you’re struggling, just lean on me
You’ve walked slowly and heavily
Now you’ve become a memory
Happiness and sadness
I want everything to come back
Is that wrong?

We’re drifting away, drifting away
We’re drifting away in time
We’re drifting away, drifting away
We’re drifting away in time
We’re drifting away, drifting away

If I turn around, will I see it?
So I keep bumping into the things in front of me
Only after I get bruised and hurt
I can’t help it

Out of the many words
The words “I miss you” make the memories so much clearer
But it drifts away again and the next thing comes
Naturally fitting myself to the present
In some memories there is pain or regret
In other places, there’s sadness and excuses
It smoothly drifts away but what remains
Is a good feeling

You’ve drifted far away
Because of the things that always just pass by
When you’re struggling, just lean on me
You’ve walked slowly and heavily
Now you’ve become a memory
Happiness and sadness
I want everything to come back
Is that wrong?

We’re drifting away, drifting away
We’re drifting away in time
We’re drifting away, drifting away
We’re drifting away in time
We’re drifting away, drifting away

I’m busy again today
Feeling like I can hold onto the past
Hoping that you’ll come back to me
It’s a dream-like hope
Everyone is busy today
Feeling like they can hold onto the past
Hoping that you’ll come back to me
It’s a dream-like hope

by SEVENTEEN