Like the River - Back To The Moon

What hast a mouth, but never speaks?

What has a bed, but never sleeps?

What can run, but has no feet?

What’s the answer?

The river

Sometimes it’s peaceful, quiet and calm

Sometimes it’s raging, chased by the storm

Welcomed by the ocean with open arms

It’s the river, the river

And life is like the river

Running peaceful — running wild

And love is like the raging stream

Bursting its banks

Time after time

Some rivers dry up in the summer heat

Some are getting larger, where branches meet

Some are freezing over, when we’re cold and shiver

Our living is like the river

Life is like the river

Running peaceful — running wild

And love is like the raging stream

Bursting its banks

Time after time