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
Every time you are not around
I'm slowly 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 first shared this song back in July and I still haven't tired of it yet. Between the raspy vocals of Dutch singer/songwriter Mr. Probz and the steady, rhythmic music track, this one's about as chill and relaxing as it gets. It's a perfect song for a lazy Sunday...
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