Santiam
Joseph Kisselburgh
Every word comes out an understatement
Everyone tries to find a way to love
Every time that I close my eyes
I drift away like the Santiam river
Every heart goes back to its home
And it's strange to need you
As a spring love trades for june bugs
Is it vain to leave you again?
Any script written could not contain you
True love is not like it's played in a movie
When I close my eyes, I feel you with me
Because you bled for a love that is Holy
There the river runs beneath
There the river runs beneath
And as it runs, so I will leave
There the river runs beneath
To need you!
To leave you...
To need you!
To leave you...