Bill Miller – River Of Time

I was lookin’ back on faded dreams from yesturday

Like a brush from my past they painted the evening sky

But the currents so strong, I couldn’t hold on

They kept rollin’ by

And all the colors bled into a river of time

The innocent child fades into the mist on the river of time

An angry young man is shaking his fist on the river of time

Roll on river of time, rage on river of time

There are faces and places I hold sacred

Some I’ve passed along the way

Some live on in memory, some I’ve passed along the way

With the rain from a storm, a river is born

Winding down to the sea, and the river of time

Keeps on rollin’ thru eternity

The angry young man learns how to forgive

On the river of time

He holds an innocent child in his arms

On the river of time

Roll on river of time

Rage on river of time