Rolling river God Little stones are smooth Only once the water passes through So I am a stone Rough, and grainy still Trying to reconcile this river’s chill
But when I close my eyes And feel you rushing by I know that time brings change And change takes time And when the sunset comes My prayer would be this one That you might pick me up and notice that I am Just a little smoother in your hand
Sometimes raging wild Sometimes swollen high But never have I known this river dry The deepest part of you Is where I want to stay And feel the sharpest edges wash away
And when I close my eyes And feel you rushing by I know that time brings change And change takes time And when the sunset comes My prayer would be this one That you might pick me up and notice that I am Just a little smoother in your hand
Rolling river God Little stones are smooth Only once the water passes through