She smiled at something soaked right through
She leaned up against me
The wind blew into the ocean
And time was a buoy drifting in the distance
With no direction and no significance

We found the shells that were left behind
When things moved on to other places far from where I was
When I was a buoy, drifting in the waves
And some say, well God doesn't like how you turned out
She makes you that way and life starts to fade

It pulls you down
And water rises over your head
Dulling all your senses again

And you know a storm, a storm is coming
To drown out every good intention
And wash them away
Wash them away
Wash them away

I was a buoy, drifting in the waves
I was a buoy, drifting in the waves
I was a buoy, drifting in the waves