Sitting on a chair in my own mind
watching the trees that pass me by,
looking for my other side of life
to help me to find a lullaby.
Feel no sorrow
Lover, I need to cover your feet.
Trying to remember just a face.
Did I ever try to find a place?
But looking back ... my hands were tied.
Trying to hear this lullaby.
Feel no sorrow
Lover, I need to cover your feet.
I donĀ“t know where the river is going to take us,
but I know that I am sure
that I want to travel with you.
Feel no sorrow
Lover, I need to cover your feet.
Feel no sorrow
Lover, I need to cover your feet.