Thirst (Kathy Mattea)

Friends I could count on, I could count on one hand

with a leftover finger or two…

I took them for granted, let them all slip away –

now where they are, I wish I knew…

They roll by just like water, and I guess we never learn,

we go through life parched and empty,

standing knee deep in a river, and dying of thirst…

Sometimes I remember sweethearts I’ve known,

some I’ve forgotten, I suppose.

One or two still linger, oh, and I wonder now,

why I ever let them go…

Refrain

So the sidewalk is crowded, the city goes by,

and I rush through another day,

and a world full of strangers turn their eyes to me,

but I just look the other way.

Refrain

For whom is your soul thirsting this week?  

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