Riverbend Pocahontas Lyrics Novels & Stories

Meanwhile, Annabeth Cates stood in the crowd and looked up at him with the rest. Although many people were around, there wasn’t any disruptive noise when Josh Batton really started to sing. In the world, his voice was the only one that resounded throughout the space. “I love you like how the moth fearlessly dives into flames. “Like how fallen leaves piled up can’t be blown away by the wind. “I love you like how rivers never stop flowing. “Like how weeds in the wild can never be completely burned away.”

Don't blame me, I've never sang in front of anyone. "Yes." I chuckle. Hardin does as he's asked, and I close my own to help. My voice is soft, but strong, firm but gentle. Starting a little off with being nervous, but it fades. "That Arizona sky burnin' in your eyes You look at me and, babe, I wanna catch on fire It's buried in my soul like California gold You found the light in me that I couldn't find. So when I'm all choked up But I can't find the words

I reluctantly parted my lips and sang. "Standing by the riverside Breathing in the air Serenity I realize Is hidden everywhere So, I close my eyes As the water is drifting I try to memorize The beauty that I see This is what I long for A place to calm the fire raging in me This is what I've dreamed of This place where I belong is what I need All my trouble seems futile Nothing bothers me Here right by the riverside I'm free to be me Nothing can touch me now Not a whisper in my ears

We can make it Into something beautiful, oh-oh Yeah, we don't have to try We can make it Into something wonderful, oh-oh We'll never say goodbye "We can make it Into something beautiful, oh-oh Yeah, we don't have to try We can make it Into something wonderful, oh-oh We'll never say goodbye "Beautiful, oh-oh Yeah, we don't have to try Wonderful, oh-oh We'll never say goodbye "We're like rivers in the night I go left and you go right

I never saw such a kind look in any man's eyes. “I'm happier you came back home, though,” River said. “Me too,” I said truthfully. “You have a beautiful son, by the way,” River said softly. I bit my lip and looked away. “Thanks.” The song stopped. River stared at me with this expression that I didn't understand. River opened his mouth to speak, but he stopped. A loud, fast song started. It was Honky Tonk Stomp by Brooks and Dunn. River’s eyes flashed with amusement.