Coisas que têm quereres

It's three miles to the river

That would carry me away,

And two miles to the dusty street

That I saw you on today.

It's four miles to my lonely room

Where I will hide my face,

And about half a mile to the downtown bar

That I ran from in disgrace.

Lord, how long have I got to keep on running,

Seven hours, seven days or seven years?

All I know is, since you've been gone

I feel like I'm drowning in a river,

Drowning in a river of tears.

Drowning in a river.

Feel like I'm drowning,

Drowning in a river.

In three more days, I'll leave this town

And disappear without a trace.

A year from now, maybe settle down

Where no one knows my face.

I wish that I could hold you

One more time to ease the pain,

But my time's run out and I got to go,

Got to run away again.

Still I catch myself thinking,

One day I'll find my way back here.

You'll save me from drowning,

Drowning in a river,

Drowning in a river of tears.

Drowning in a river.

Feels like I'm drowning,

Drowning in the river.

Lord, how long must this go on?

Drowning in a river,

Drowning in a river of tears.