Tuesday, May 20, 2008
For Crystal and For Myself and for any other tortured souls...
Many rivers to cross
But I can’t seem to find my way over
Wandering I’m 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 survive because of my pride
And this loneliness won’t leave me alone
It’s such a drag to be on your own
Love has left me, and I don’t know the reason why
Well I guess I have to cry...
Many rivers to cross
But just where to begin, I’m playing for time
There’ve been times when I fought myself
Thinking of committing, some dreadful crime
Won’t you tell me now. Many rivers, Many rivers, Many rivers, Many rivers
Many rivers... yeah yeah yeah
Oh .. many rivers
Annie Lennox
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2 comments:
Thanks Steph. I love you.
You should of warned me that I would need a hankie.
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