When they met at the river, he could see her standing there*
She wore a dress made of linen and a flower in her hair
And they stayed for a while, making drawings in the sand
And they knelt by the river where the water meets the land
Ten years pa**ed, he came to her
A nervous tone, she'd never heard
With trembling hands, gave her a note
In boyish words, he wrote
If I go to the river, will I see you standing there
In a dress made of linen, and a flower in your hair
Will you stay for a while, making drawings in the sand
So she went to the river, and she saw him standing there
In a suit from his father, and a flower for her hair
He pulled a ring from his pocket as he gently took her hand
And he knelt by the river, where the water meets the land
A lifetime pa**ed, a fairy tale
Three children grown, their love prevailed
Until the day, he knelt alone
And traced the words, upon her stone
If you go the river, you will see me standing there
I'll wear a dress made of linen and a flower in my hair
You will find me forever, in our drawings in the sand
I will wait by the river, where the water meets the land