Mr. Probz

My face above the water 
My feet can't touch the ground, 
Touch the ground, and it feels like 
I can see the sands on the horizon 
Everytime you are not around 
I'm slowly drifting away (drifting away) 
Wave after wave, wave after wave 
I'm slowly drifting (drifting away) 
And it feels like I'm drowning 
Pulling against the stream 
Pulling against the stream 
I wish I could make it easy 
Easy to love me, love me 
But still I reach, to find a way 
I'm stuck here in between 
I'm looking for the right words to say 
I'm slowly drifting, drifting away 
Wave after wave, wave after wave 
I'm slowly drifting (drifting away) 
And it feels like I'm drowning 
Pulling against the stream 
Pulling against the stream