The river flows fast and free

Endlessly towards the sea

Flowing past houses and fields of green

Through Forests of large Pine trees

I walk the trails beneath the trees

I have a secret place that I go

Where the river is still but you can hear the rapids

I stand there listening and dream a million dreams

I dream of places far away

I plan a getaway

One day I will take you there

We'll stand there on the riverbank

We'll talk and share our hopes and dreams

And then we will make our getaway....