Lyrics
[Intro]
[Guitar strumming softly]
[Sounds of water flowing]
[Verse 1]
He walks alone by the riverside, (ooh-in Iowa)
Shadows dance, on the water they glide.
Each ripple tells a story untold,
Choices made in the days of old. (yeah, yeah!)
[Pre-Chorus 1]
But he won't let the past pull him down,
Standing strong, in the depths he won’t drown.
[Chorus 1]
Down by the river of regrets, (ahh-hah)
He finds his way through past debts. (yeah, higher)
The current's strong but so is he,
Onward flows to where he’s meant to be.
[Verse 2]
Sunset burns, reflecting his fears, (rise up)
In the water, the face of years.
Opportunities once missed, now clear,
In the river’s flow, they disappear. (so bright)
[Pre-Chorus 2]
Each step in the stream, the chill he feels,
Is a reminder that he’s something real.
[Chorus 2]
At the river of regrets, he stands, (fly, fly, fly)
Casting sorrow with his own two hands. (oh, in Iowa)
Water washes old wounds clean,
In its flow, a new dream’s seen.
[Verse 3]
Night descends, stars guide his gaze, (I'm coming home)
Reflecting lights in a hopeful blaze.
Tomorrow’s promise on the horizon lies,
In the cool river air, his spirit flies. (with you baby)
[Pre-Chorus 3]
He wades deeper, past fears, past lies,
Where the river’s heart under moonlit skies.
[Chorus 3]
By the river of regrets, no more, (where I belong)
He swims with dreams to the other shore. (yeah, yeah!)
Each ripple a lesson, not a scar,
Guided by the river, he’ll go far.
[Verse 4]
Morning light, new paths to choose, (so bright)
In the river’s song, he finds his muse.
With every stroke, he sheds his past,
Towards a future, wide and vast. (rise up)
[Pre-Chorus 4]
The river’s chill now feels like home,
In its embrace, no longer alone.
[Chorus 4]
Through the river of regrets, he’s free, (yeah, higher)
Flowing onward to who he'll be. (oh, in Iowa)
Each day a chance to start anew,
In the river’s flow, he finds his truth.
[Bridge]
Oh, the river knows (the river knows),
It ebbs and flows (it ebbs and flows),
And with each wave that comes and goes,
He’s stronger than he ever knows. (fly, fly, fly)
[Outro]
[Guitar fading out]
[Sound of water still flowing]
So by the river, he makes his stand,
With hope as his guide, and heart in hand.
For in the river, life’s never still,
It flows onward, with or without will. (I'm coming home)
