Friends I could count on I could count
on 1 hand with a left over finger or two.
I took them for granted,
let them all slip away, now where they are I wish I knew.
They roll by just like water & I guess we never learn,
go through life parched and empty
standing knee deep in a river, dying of thirst.
Sometimes I remember the good people
I've known, some I've forgotten I suppose.
One or two still linger, oh I wonder now why I ever let them go.
They roll by just like water & I guess we never learn,
go through life parched and empty
standing knee deep in a river, dying of thirst.
So the side walk is crowded the city goes by,
I just rushed through another day & a world full of
strangers turn their eyes to me, but I just look the other way.
They roll by just like water & I guess we never learn,
go through life parched and empty
standing knee deep in a river, dying of thirst.
Go through life parched and empty,
standing knee deep in a river dying of thirst.