(The Reivers) Walking on the water in a van Tryin to think of everything I can But it's getting very late And these tapes don't sound too good And my body just don't feel The way I wish it would I was driving when I heard you call my name It was not like before not quite the same It's too late to be much good and I might as well confess That I have not got the nerve to borrow cigarettes When I'm almost with you music tries to play When I'm almost home I almost hear you say It would be all right if we could run away Deciding things for all my life No one ever tells you when or why But my heart can't seem to tell me What would satisfy my mind So I jump into the van one more time