The Atlantic

My skin is cold as the atlantic
I'm just trying to stay afloat
The pieces of the ship keep on passing
I'm just trying to make it home

The days become so alike
It's hard to separate them
The waves crash upon my back
I'm under attack

I know they're looking for me
I know the search lights are on
I'm so sick of this out here
I'm so cold and scared

I'm hanging onto you
I'm hanging onto you
I'm hanging onto you
I'm hanging onto you

And all I can do is hold on to this piece of wreckage that I have swam upon
And I hope the currents, hope the currents, take me home, take me home
Cause it's not what they said it would be like,
It's not at all what they said it would be like, no I just want to go home, I just want to go home

I'm hanging onto you
I'm hanging onto you
That's all I can do
I'm hanging onto you



Credits
Writer(s): Stephen George Von Heyking
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