Always on the run

Never found a place to rest beneath this sun

Nothing stays the same

And I'm to blame

This state of mind is cold

And it boils down to what I've bought or sold

And when tomorrow comes I'm old

And I pray that the rivers won't run dry

And I shout from a mountain high

That me myself has been getting on by on my love for you

He bend down to tie his shoes

As if he wanted to make some excuse

And I guess I was really bad news

He needed to be heard

But I couldn't find the frequency to hear his words

I'd already fled like a bird

And I pray that the rivers won't run dry

And I shout from a mountain high

That me myself has been getting on by on my love for you

I pray the songs that you sing will get on air

And the light in the morning will ease your fear

And you'll be here in my prayer

And I pray that the rivers won't run dry

And I shout from a mountain high

That me myself has been getting by on my love for you

I pray the songs that you sing will get on air

And the light in the morning will ease your fear

And you'll be here in my prayer