There's so many rivers to cross. But I can't seem to find my way over. Wandering I'm lost. As I travel along the white cliffs of Dover. Many rivers to cross. And it's only my will that keeps me alive.. I've been hurt washed up for years. But I mearly survive because of my pride. And this loneliness won't leave me alone. It's such a drag to be on your own. My baby left and she wouldn't say why. Now all I do is cry.... I've got many rivers to cross. And it's only my will that keeps me alive. I've got so many rivers to cross. Oh so many rivers to cross....