Lirieke: M. Ward. Hold Time. One Hundred Million Years.

This river that we ride has always been alive
Oh, my soul, one hundred million years
This river that we ride will roll on when we die
Oh, my soul, one hundred million years

And this love, this love between you and I
Is older than that burning ball of fire up in the sky
And the gale that fills our sail

And the lights that shine tonight have always been alive
Oh, my soul, one hundred million years
Yeah, the lights that shine tonight will burn on when we die
Oh, my soul, one hundred million years

And this love, this love between you and I
Is older than that burning ball of fire up in the sky
And the gale that fills our sail

Yeah, this love, this love between you and I
Is older than that burning ball of fire up in the sky
And the gale that fills our sail