The quiet river whispers to me
“Wait and the future will come to
you, goodbye goodbye” and the whisper
Grows fainter, fainter, and fainter still until
The whisper disappears.
Oh what a day.
Oh what a day.
The quiet river whispers to me
“Wait and the future will come to
you, goodbye goodbye” and the whisper
Grows fainter, fainter, and fainter still until
The whisper disappears.
Oh what a day.
Oh what a day.