There are currents
In the sea
That schools of fish ride home
And there are currents
In the air
Where toy balloons can roam
So if I grow wings or I grow gills
I'm not the first to try
And the two of you can take my word
It doesn't mean goodbye
Across the world
Across the street
Wherever I may find my feet
I know all I can do
Is give you my reassurance
I'll drift back on the currents
There are tickets
All for sale
To go in all directions
And there are pictures
Of what might be
That vie for my affections
And if ever I am tethered down
I hope that I can say
I've gone beyond my own backyard
And I'll go again someday
Across the world
Across the street
Wherever I may find my feet
I know all I can do
Is give you my reassurance
I'll drift back on the currents
Maple seeds that catch the breeze
Don't move by their own power
But I can steer, and I can hear
In my darkest or my finest hour
You will call my name
There are currents
In the wire
That carries my voice in it
And there are currencies
Coins of the realm
I put in for my next minute
And the pitch and rhythm of my speech
Might strike your ears as strange
But as long as you stay on the line
The words I say won't change
Across the world
Across the street
Wherever I may find my feet
I know all I can do
Is give you my reassurance
I'll drift back on the currents
I'll drift back on the currents
I'll drift back on the currents