I felt the cold of the ice and water come flowing through as it pulled me under I saw my hand reaching out in the ether and touch the branches in my cold white fever
Flow, white water, flow down to me
I heard you calling in the city canyons I should have waited by the window lantern but I went running to the moonlit forest alone and searching for the cold white current
Flow, white water, flow down to me Flow, white water, flow me out to sea
And coming through the mist into the calm and clear In the emerald gleam I can feel you near The dogwoods on the banks glowing in the gloom On every naked branch a beautiful white bloom
I see you running in the tall wild grasses young and free along the river rapids your body floating in the foreign air your lovely hands reaching down from there
Flow, white water, flow clean on through Flow, white water, flow me o'er to you
And coming through the mist into the calm and clear In the emerald gleam I can see you near standing on the shore glowing in the gloom and from your parted lips a beautiful white bloom