Spent all day running my hands over every stone
Searching for one as smooth as the one I'd already thrown
No rough edges, it fit just right in my hand
But when I let it go, it sank and settled in the sand
Take me back to that shallow stream
Where my father and my brothers could find a smile on me
I'm not longing for that missing stone
'Cause even quiet waters can drown you when you're alone
Hopeful souls left their homes, will the rivers yield their prize?
Wayward men from 49 with a fire in their eyes
Some left with empty hands from waters over their heads
Darlin' you're as good as gold and I'm a riverbed
Take me back to that shallow stream
Where my father and my brothers could find a smile on me
I'm not longing for that missing stone
'Cause even quiet waters can drown you when you're alone
Take me back to that shallow stream
Where my father and my brothers could find a smile on me
I'm not longing for that missing stone
'Cause even quiet waters can drown you when you're alone
Even quiet waters can drown you when you're alone