I have my face above the water.
So my feet can't touch the ground.
And it feels like I can see the sands on the horizon.
Everytime you are not around.
I'm slowly drifting, drifting away.
Wave after wave.
And it feels like I'm drowning.
Pulling against the stream.

I wish I could make it easy, easy to love me.
But still I reach, I find a way.
I'm stuck here in between.
I'm looking for the right words to say.
But I'm slowly drifting, drifting away.
Wave after wave.
And it feels like I'm drowning.
Pulling against the stream.

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