Your words they flow like water I grow but you're still taller And I'll wait in this river Like summers words I'm thinner Ran by sluice of current Boats borne back eyes so fervent But I'll wait in this river This water's cold with winter My bare feet on the concrete Your tears they fall on pine street And I'll wait in this creek bed Your summer words in my head Rivers mouth it babbles My response is your fable I'll go with the current but Tell me darling do I look thinner But oh did you falter in your words Oh did you cry out for all the world Was it that folly in your step Or was it your sorrow and its depth My bare feet on the concrete Your tears they fall on pine street And I'll wait in this creek bed Your summer words in my head