Wave After Wave

My face above water

My feet can’t touch the ground,

Touch the ground, and it feels like

I can see the sands on the horizon every time

You are not around

 

I’m slowly drifting away

Wave after wave

Wave after wave

I’m slowly drifting away

And it feels like I’m drowning

Pulling against the stream

Pulling against the stream

 

Wave after wave

Wave after wave

 

I’m slowly drifting

My face above water

My feet can’t touch the ground,

Touch the ground, and it feels like

I can see the sands on the horizon every time

You are not around

 

I’m slowly drifting away

Wave after wave

Wave after wave

I’m slowly drifting away

And it feels like I’m drowning

Pulling against the stream

Pulling against the

 

Wave after wave

Wave after wave

I’m slowly drifting

 

I wish I could make it easy

Easy to love me, love me

But I still reach, to find a way

I’m stuck here in between

I’m looking for the right words to say

 

I’m slowly drifting away

Wave after wave

Wave after wave

I’m slowly drifting away

And it feels like I’m drowning

Pulling against the stream

Pulling against the

 

The Office Whiteboard is created (almost) daily by Nanette DeRemer.

 

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