Texty: Runrig. Every River.

You ask me to believe in magic
Expect me to commit suicide of the heart
And you ask me to play this game without question
Raising the stakes on this shotgun roulette
But you came to me like the ways of children
Simple as breathing, easy as air
Now the years hold no fears, like the wind they pass over
Loved, forgiven, washed, saved
Every river I try to cross
Every hill I try to climb

Every ocean I try to swim
Every road I try to find
All the ways of my life
I'd rather be with you
There's no way
Without you