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LONELY RIVER
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(Wayne Kirkpatrick, Michael W. Smith)
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Lonely river
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You meander like a road
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Stretching out into the great unknown
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With solitary movement
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You're compelled and you're enthralled
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As though you're answering a distant call
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Lonely river
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Is there a place you're running to
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Or is it something that you're running from
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Is it hope that keeps you going
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Is it faith that makes you strong
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Lonely river, lonely river, running on
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Lonely river
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In the stillness of the night
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Your restless nature keeps you raging on
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Changing courses
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Shallow waters, tangent streams
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Lonely river, do you wonder what it means
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Lonely river
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I think I am a lot like you
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Winding on in hopes to find the sea
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And flooded by uncertainties
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The current can be strong
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But drifting towards our destinies
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The arm of God is long
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And I believe that through this journey
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'Til we're finally home
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Lonely river, we will never, run alone
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LONELY RIVER
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| Susan Ashton |
