The River

<br>So what you`re really trying to say<br>Is you don`t want me to stand in your way<br>Is that all that you feel right now<br><br>My Dear, I wish that you would understand<br>Sometimes things just go out of hand<br>And some things just happen somehow<br><br>For a shred of hope you would follow the devil<br>For a sense of bliss you would sell all of your dreams<br>For a trace of love we may lose mind completely<br>And there is not a lot that we can do<br><br>Is there nothing that we could do...<br><br>Are we caught up in that river`s flow<br>And for every new way that we go<br>Do we have to leave something behind<br><br>My Dear, it`s that river that gives and that takes<br>So for every new turn that it makes<br>We lose one thing but another we find<br><br>For a shred of hope...<br><br>How many times did I wish I could just end this pain<br>That I could go back in time<br>To where it began and then start again<br><br>Well, if we could so, it would be so easy to make amends<br>But the river doesn`t stand still<br>And the river just gives no second chance<br><br>Is there nothing that we could do...