Knee Deep In A River, Kathy Mathea

Friends I could count on
I could count on one hand
With a leftover finger or two
I took them for granted
Let them all slip away
Now where they are I wish I knew

And they roll by
Just like water
And I guess we never learn
Go through life parched and empty
Standing knee deep in a river
And dying of thirst

Sometimes I remember
Sweethearts I've known
Some I've forgotten I suppose
One or two still linger
Oh and I wonder now
Why I ever let them go

And they roll by
Just like water
And I guess we never learn
Go through life parched and empty
Standing knee deep in a river
And dying of thirst

Now the sidewalk is crowded
The city rolls by
And I rush through another day
A world full of strangers turn their eyes to me
But I just look the other way

They roll by
Just like water
And I guess we never learn
Go through life parched and empty
Standing knee deep in a river
And dying of thirst

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