I roll over in the morning time
and you’re warm, tangled up in bed; you turn to me
Say, come straight home when your journey is through
So I walk out and the mood is right, two birds in a tall birch tree
Singing praise, singing about the glory of the world
I come out to a grassy knoll and I’m surrounded by burning trees
Leaves bright like love, footprints in the mud
Marking my path
I am young and my pockets are empty
But I get by with my wits
When I find out how strong my love is for you
I’m a roll in like the fog at night, and come straight home to you
I’m a roll in like the fog at night, and come straight home to you
Crossing the line to Virginia I heard tale of a mountain stream, haunted because
Once you bathe in it you will never leave
The night will fall and the moon will rise, and the cool waters lap at the banks
I had to go; I was there as twilight came
I fell into a hazy sleep, I was foggy with a fever dream
There was an eerie spell, I heard the river swell
And then the sky turned black
I am young and my pockets are empty
But I get by with my wits
When I find out how strong my love is for you
I’m a roll in like the fog at night, and come straight home to you
I’m a roll in like the fog at night, and come straight home to you
But oh the thunder rolls
The lightning strikes
The rain falls
The water runs
Overflows the banks
It’s getting high
But honey I bathed in your river and I
I’m a roll in like the fog at night, and come straight home to you
I’m a roll in like the fog at night, and come straight home to you

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