hither

angie fights crime

RPM 2014

on the other side of the river
swollen and impossible to wade
underneath a canopy of cool dark trees
she’s waiting there for me
see her eyes reflecting in the swiftly moving water
hear her voice merge with the rustle of the leaves
count the stars to keep myself from going crazy
she’s waiting there for me

her patience is a miracle
if you believe in such things

soon the waiting will be over
and i’ll be on the other side
find her underneath the cool dark leaves
waiting, there for me

her patience is a miracle
if you believe in such things