The Surf

[Intro]
Sometimes
On nights like these
I like to sit and watch the surf
I lay my head back in the sand
Close my eyes
And I just let myself drift out to sea

Cause no matter what I do
I always seem to find myself right back where I started
Stuck in an endless loop
Riveting the same moments over and over again
But hey, maybe if I clean up my act
Things will be different this time

I guess I shouldn't be surprised I’m in this mess
After all, I'm the onе who got myself into it
But really, who could blame mе for trying to find something real
It's hard here to find something when everything dries up under the sun
I’m just so sorry all this had to happen