In a brief an' open moment in an' ol' roadside cafe,
Just outside a-Memphis in the dyin' light of day.
My eyes must have betrayed me, 'cause it was you, I could have sworn.
And time came to a standstill,
As a brand new ghost was born:
Yeah, a brand new ghost was born.
How can you tell the river from the rain,
When so much of you an' me and us remains.
No matter what direction I go runnin' to,
It always comes back to you.
In the latest book I'm readin' in the crisp October air.
In a face I see in traffic; in some yet unwhispered prayer.
You are everything and everyone, and everywhere I go.
Hangin' like a morning mist,
That's burnin' off too slow:
You are burnin' off too slow.
How can you tell the river from the rain,
When so much of you an' me and us remains.
No matter what direction I go runnin' to,
It always comes back to you.
Just like I always did.
Remindin' me, I'm such a fool to ever let you go.
How can you tell the river from the rain,
When so much of you an' me and us remains.
No matter what direction I go runnin' to,
It always comes back to you.
