Bruce Springsteen

Many rivers to cross



There's so many rivers to cross But I can't seem to find my way over Wandering, I'm lost As I travel along the white cliffs of Dover Many rivers to cross And it's only my will that keeps me alive. I've been hurt, washed up for years But I mearly survive because of my pride And this loneliness won't leave me alone, It's such a drag to be on your own My baby left, and she wouldn't say why, Now all I do is cry... I've got many rivers to cross And it's only my will that keeps me alive I've got so many rivers to cross, Oh, so many rivers to cross...