At the River Song In Progress

When I saw him at the river Saw him standing there With dark brown eyes- I mesmerised His jet black fuzzy hair He stepped in a canoe And sang a river song Come with me darling Singing come, come along Come come along Though I knew there were crocs On the sand and the rocks And with spun vertigo I yelled back I can’t go My love I can’t go I can’t go I gotta go Time to go There are crocs on the rocks on the sand, on the land I can’t go I gotta go Time to go