Many rivers to cross
But I can´t seem to find my way over
Wandering I´m lost
As I travel along the white cloffs of dover

Many rivers to cross
And it´s only my will that keeps me alive
I´ve been ripped, washed up for years
And I merely, merely survive

And this loneliness won´t leave alone
It´s such a drag to be on your own
My spirit is lonely and I don´t know why
But I guess I have to try

Many rivers to cross
But I begin, I´m praying
Many rivers to cross
But my way back home I cannot find
Many rivers to cross...