Mountain Side

Let's lay down by the river side... 
Hold each others hands and not care why.
Sippin' on colas, playin' with my hair...
Learning to love and learning to share.
Quietly the river trickles on...
Matching with the rythym of my heart.

But as the falls and the winters come, breaking memories of the sun...
The bottles are empty, the fun is done. 
What was left, wasn't us... 

I'll go up to the mountain side..
Throw a couple rocks over the cliff the high.
And down and down they go, just like a sinking row boat...
And if this was ever to turn right, I'd look left, out of sight.
And the way we'd be falling, I'd hit the ground twice... 

Let's lay down by the river side...
Hold each others  hands and don't care why.
Sippin' on colas, playin' with my hair...
Learning to love and learning  to share.
Quietly the river trickles on...
Matching with the rythym of your heart...