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Standing Knee Deep in a River
Friends I could count on
I could count on one hand
With a left over finger or two
I took them all slip away
Where they are I wish I knew
They roll by just like water
And I guess we never learn
Go through life parched and empty
Standing knee deep in a river dying of thirst
Sometimes I remember
Sweethearts I've known
Some I've forgotten I suppose
One or two still linger
Oh and I wonder now
Why I ever let them go
They roll by just like water
And I guess we never learn
Go through life parched and empty
Standing knee deep in a river dying of thirst
The sidewalk is crowded
The city rolls by
And I rush through another day
In a world full of strangers
Turn there eyes to me
And just look the other way
They roll by just like water
And I guess we never learn
Go through life parched and empty
Standing knee deep in a river dying of thirst