Where do you go when you wander?
Where do you run when you can't hide?
Where do you sit, sit still and ponder
The quiet wonders of you heart?
There's a girl on a bench down there
She's sitting by the river
Like she was a moving prayer
She biked around the city
And she's thinking bout her family
The one in a different town
And she smiles at people passing
Even if they're looking down
Well it doesn't matter...
Where do you go when you wander?
Where do you run when you can't hide?
Where do you sit, sit still and ponder
The quiet wonders of your heart?
There's a girl on a plane up there
She's looking out the window
And she's on a journey west, thinking bout the world beneath her
How its so little, so blessed
How it doesn't matter
Just put the past to rest
And I'm 26, just starting to record this
and I'm living in my parents place again
and I'm feeling, and I'm thinking, and I'm dreaming so deeply
Listening to Stevie sing
Rhiannon
Listening to Stevie sing
You can go your own way
Oh quietly, silently
Who speaks through me
Who speaks through me
Oh quietly, tenderly
Who speaks through me
Who speaks through me
I am of thee
I am of thee
She is with me
Wander with me