Intro:
the river is wide, it s tangled and dry, but i still remember you here.
swimming in the middle
a red bird sings, from the sycamore tree, some kind of eloquent echo.
i live in the middle
the shadows and leaves unlock my heart just like a key, like a key, and bring you
right back home to me
all of the years i have spent here, i have never wondered.
i live in the middle
the way you sing unlocks my heart just like a key, like a key, and brings you right
back home to me, and brings you right back home to me