I Walk On

A ghost still lingering in my head, a shadow of what once was Echoes of your voice, did I hear amongst them a mournful sob I walk on, I walk on, I walk on There is no point in looking back; I can’t change what can’t be My heart is broken, but at least this broken heart remains free I walk on, I walk on, I walk on Down by the river side, my bare feet leaving prints in the clay Remembering your love from a better time, and a better day I walk on, I walk on, I walk on A storm rising, rain wiping away my foot prints, they are gone With it the hearts on the dry ground that you had once drawn I walk on, I walk on, I walk on Swollen waters rise, taking my hurt of you further down river Of love that just for me that you would or never could deliver I walk on, I walk on, I walk on I walk on, I walk on, I walk on . . .