A year from now, we'll all be gone All our friends will move away And they're goin' to better places But our friends will be gone away
Nothin' is as it has been And I miss your face like hell And I guess it's just as well But I miss your face like hell
Been talkin' 'bout the way things change And my family lives in a different state If you don't know what to make of this Then we will not relate So if you don't know what to make of this Then we will not relate
Rivers and roads Rivers and roads Rivers till I reach you Rivers and roads Rivers and roads Rivers till I reach you
Rivers and roads Rivers and roads Rivers till I reach you Rivers and roads Rivers and roads Rivers till I reach you
Rivers and roads Rivers and roads Rivers till I reach you Rivers and roads Rivers and roads Rivers till I reach you
(Rivers till I reach you) (Rivers till I reach you)
