A year from now we'll all be gone
All our friends will move away
And they're goin' to better places
But our friends will be gone awayNothin' is as it has been
And I miss your face like hell
And I guess it's just as wellBut I miss your face like hellBeen talkin' 'bout the way things change
And my family lives in a different state
If you don't know what to make of this
Then we will not relateSo if you don't know what to make of this
Then we will not relate
Rivers and roads
Rivers and roads
Rivers till I reach you
Rivers and roads
Rivers and roads
Rivers till I reach you
Rivers and roads
Rivers and roads
Rivers till I reach you
Rivers and roads
Rivers and roads
Rivers till I reach you
Rivers and roads
Rivers and roads
Rivers till I reach you
Rivers and roads
Rivers and roads
Rivers till I reach you
Rivers and roads
Rivers and roads
Rivers till I reach you
Rivers and roads
Rivers and roads
Rivers till I reach you
