If you would fill your pitcher, come down here, Down to the sweet, clear waters of my heart. Their waves will laugh, and ripples whisper 'Round your gentle feet, In the river, the river of my heart. If you would rather sit upon the shore, Beside the cool, fresh waters of my heart. The grass is velvet and flowers blossoming Under a dark blue sky, By the river of my heart. River of my heart. River of my heart. Because my heart is like a river, as it rushes to the sea. And our love is like an ocean, where the rivers of our hearts find unity. If you would rather bathe, plunge in here, Into the deep, still waters of my heart. Their waves caress your body and refresh your soul, As ripples laugh and cry, In the river of my heart. River of my heart. River of my heart. If you would journey far, then come set sail, upon the wide, endless waters of my heart. No need to bring along your earthly cares; leave them on the shore of the river of my heart. River of my heart. River of my heart. From every heart there flows a river, ever rushing to the sea. And all love is like an ocean, where the rivers of all hearts find unity. Because my heart is like a river, as it rushes to the sea. And our love is like an ocean, where the rivers of our hearts find unity.
