Standing Knee Deep In A River

Friends I could count on I could count on one hand With a left over finger or two I took them all slip away Where they are I wish I knew They roll by just like water And I guess we never learn Go through life parched and empty Standing knee deep in a river dying of thirst Sometimes I remember Sweethearts I've known Some I've forgotten I suppose One or two still linger Oh and I wonder now Why I ever let them go They roll by just like water And I guess we never learn Go through life parched and empty