|
Many rivers to cross |
|
I can't seem to find my way over |
|
Wandering that I am lost |
|
As I travel along the white cliffs of Dover |
|
Many rivers to cross |
|
And it's only my will that keeps me alive |
|
I've been licked, washed up for years |
|
And I merely, merely survive |
|
And this loneliness won't leave me alone |
|
It's such a drag to be out on your own |
|
My spirit is lonely and I don't know why |
|
Well, I guess, I have to try |
|
And this loneliness won't leave me alone |
|
It's such a drag to be out on your own |
|
My spirit was lonely, I don't know why |
|
Well, I guess, I, I have to try |
|
Many rivers to cross |
|
But to begin, I'm playing for time |
|
Many rivers to cross |
|
But my way back home I cannot find |
|
Many rivers to cross |
|
Many, many, many rivers to cross |
