Oh, I wish for a river, so wide and so deep,
To cradle my sorrows, to soothe me in sleep.
With the grace of a skater, I’d glide on its flow,
In the quiet of twilight, where heartaches don’t show.
I’m tangled in shadows, a storm in my soul,
With burdens so heavy, they take their toll.
Selfish and sad, like a dimming star’s light,
I’ve lost the best treasure, now cloaked in the night.
Oh, how I long for that glistening stream,
Where heartaches are echoes, mere whispers of dream.
A river that stretches, like time in its embrace,
To teach my weary feet how to dance with grace.
But with each passing current, the truth pulls me near,
I’ve made my love whisper the words I now fear.
Goodbye’s a harsh river, it cuts to the core,
And I’m left with the ache of a love that’s no more.
Yet still, I wish for a river, to skate far away,
To find solace in motion, to forget and to sway.
For in the soft ripples, I might find my place,
And learn to release the sadness I face.
Oh, I wish I had a river, a path to the skies,
Where the burdens of sadness can float as they rise.
In the flow of the water, I’d seek to be free,
As I skate on my sorrow and reclaim part of me.
