When the river runs to black,
I take this clue book from your pack.
Plastics wire and your keys,
Breathe of eternity on your lips.
In the crowded market place
I drift from face to face.
I hold my breath and close my eyes,
I hold my breath and close my eyes,
And I wait for paradise,
I wait for paradise.
Virginia hills are gone to black,
Another day and another sun are going down.
I visit you in another dream,
I visit you in another dream.
I reach and feel your hair,
Your smell lingers in the air.
I brush your cheek with my finger tips,
I taste the void upon your lips,
And I wait for paradise,
I wait for paradise.
I search for the you on the other side,
Where the rivers are clean and white.
Up to my heart that water’s rise
Up to my heart that water’s rise
Seeming that water’s blue and clear,
Drifting down I disappear.
I see you’re on the other side,
I search for peace in your eyes.
But there’s emptiest paradise
There’s emptiest paradise.
I wait above the place,
I feel the sun upon my face.
