light as a feather

i am an immigrants son, restless and foreign to my bones, and from the day my youth was done, i've longed for a place to call my home, and i wanted to believe that i wouldn't be better off alone, but home ain't what you leave, it's all you carry with you when you go, it's all you carry with you when you go, can you make this heavy heart of mine, light as a feather, let it float down the river till it all runs dry, and i don't need to know where i'm headed, i just hope when i get there, you'll lay down at my side, i am a lonely sculptor's son, i carry her burden in my name, and the work is never done, for either the chisel or the clay, i said you're either the chisel or the clay, can you make this heavy heart of mine, light as a feather, let it float down the river till it all runs dry, and i don't need to know where i'm headed, i just hope when i get there, you'll lay down at my side, we can float down the river till it all runs dry, we can float down the river till it all runs dry, can you make this heavy heart of mine, light as a feather, let it float down the river till it all runs dry, and i don't need to know where i'm headed, i just hope when i get there, you'll can lay down at my side, we can float down the river till it all runs dry, we can float down the river till it all runs dry