One, two, a-one, two, three, four
Is this mic on?
Turn the mic up, come on (ha-ha)
Is this mic on or not?
Ok are we ready, let's go
I feel like I am going along with the current
But there ain't no one who can touch me in my bubble
My life passes by like an ever flowing stream
Jump right in and make my whole self clean
And so I could do with a great big wave to drift and take me home tonight
Taste of the salty air and feel of the sea spray in my eyes
Ain't the passing of time nor the drinking of wine gonna heal this rift and make it right
I tell you now
Well I wake up, smell the seaweed, see the ocean
With a riptide swiftly passing by, it's cold, lonely and open
And the albatross will forever fly on the wing
I think to myself, maybe I could learn something
We built our house out on the rocks because the sand was always shifting
Now I trace the shoreline without my socks as the morning fog is lifting
And so I could do with a great big wave to drift and take me home tonight
Taste of the salty air and feel of the sea spray in my eyes
Ain't the passing of time nor the drinking of wine gonna heal this rift and make it right
I tell you now
And so I could do with a great big wave to drift and take me home tonight
Taste of the salty air and feel of the sea spray in my eyes
Ain't the passing of time nor the drinking of wine gonna heal this rift and make it right
I tell you now
I tell you now