"river of dreams" b.joel
in the middle of the night
i go walking in my sleep
from the mountains of faith
to a river so deep
i must be looking for something
something sacred i lost
but the river is wide
and it's too hard to cross
and even though i know
the river is wide
i walk down every evening
and i stand on the shore
and try to cross
to the opposite side
so i can finally find out
what i've been looking for
in the middle of the night
i go walking in my sleep
through the valley of fear
to a river so deep
and i've been searching for something
taken out of my soul
something i would never loose
something somebody stole
i don't know why i go
walking at night
but know i'm tired and
i don't want to walk anymore
i hope it doesn't take
the rest of my life
until i find what it is
that i've been looking for
in the middle of the night
i go walking in my sleep
through the jungle of doubt
to a river so deep
i know i'm searching for something
something so undefined
that it can only be seen
by the eyes of the blind
in the middle of the night



i'm not sure about
a life after this
god knows i've never been
a spiritual man
baptized by the fire,
i wade into the river
that runs
to the promised land
in the middle of the night
i go walking in my sleep
through the desert of truth
to a river so deep
we all end in the ocean
we all start in the streams
we're all carried along
by the river of dreams
in the middle of the night.