She lives in the place that those sorrows had bought her
A world where his lies made their homeShe sat on the banks of the river that carried
Away all her hopes and her dreams
As her voice cried out to the love that was lost
Another who saw never knew what it's like
They envied those who had passed through the night
On the banks of the river
In the land I had never seenOn her shoulders I laid a coat and I said
That there was no reason to cry
And we sat on the banks of the river I'd never seenI gave her the coat, and I said that I hoped I could grant her wishes sometime
At least on the page, on the banks of the river
Which I had once seenA ...