Peter Breinholt - River Song lyrics

I held my own in de Janeiro On the day they went to war And my father was a hero But he never did say more And me I'm just a lonely high guy Keep my head above the ground Singing songs and selling flowers And living out in this old town Hi li li li li Whoa whoa whoa Hi li li li li li Now I can think of different stories That I used to hear at night As we worked out in the old fields In the twighlight of our lives At night I dreamt I saw a mountain And a river and a sea I dreamt of 50,000 people And they were smiling back at me Hi li li li li Whoa whoa whoa Hi li li li li li Way down beneath the trees A village fast asleep I think that I belong there Now I can still see that old river See it shine a million miles Through the heart of Saranida To the banks of wide can*l And I have always loved that river I like the way it moves so slow And I think I'm like that river A place to wonder and to roam Hi li li li li Whoa whoa whoa Hi li li li li li