Drifter's Sole

cross my heart i meant every lie that i told 
now, cross your legs i need a photo before i go 
these nights are hot, but the days are so cold 
be it sand, or be it snow 
the footsteps i follow are way to slow 
good-bye, my dear, i must go 
i've gota drifter's soul 
no matter where i go 
no matter who i meet 
i've got these same old holes 
in the bottom of my feet