Watching the River Run

I keep watching the river run Always twisting Always turning It’s there I sit Beneath your eyes And mull over dreams of paradise With you Someplace where the sky is white and blue Yet I’m thinking much too much And I hate walking alone It’s not often that I ponder such But when I wander Thoughts come rushing in Willy-nilly I don’t have a special place Where all these thoughts begin From the left And from the right Without warning They attack me when I wake Early in the morning I wish I knew what I had done So I’ll sit here With you standing there beside me Beneath your eyes Beneath the skies Where clouds and birds and angels fly And listen to the waters running free As you watch me Watching the river run