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I went down to the river
I jumped straight into my boat
No stranger to running
The river runs in my blood.
You know I'd rather be a lonely man
Than be missunderstood
And whooh she cries out in the night.
And whooh she don't know just what's right for me.
Perhaps she never will.
Last night in my dreams I went running through the wood.
Looking to the future man, as if I could
Seven blurry (?) voices all called out to me
Telling me all the things I was much to blind to see
And whooh she cries out in the night.
And whooh she don't know just what's right for me.
Perhaps she never will.
You asked where I'm going
It's always the same
You don't believe a single word I say
This could be heaven
This could be hell
I know those 2 imposters oh so well
You got me running on
running on
running on
running on
running on
running on
running on
running on
running on
running on
And whooh she cries out in the night.
And whooh she don't know just what's right for me.
Perhaps she never will.