Where the River Runs Cold

I feel my wheels are turning
But I'm going nowhere fast
Inside a fire is burning
And the peace don't seem to last
My spirit's tired and restless
'Cause I do the same o'l thing
I need to be a witness, Lord
To the new song that I sing

So take me to the places
Where the river's running dry
And soon there'll be a fountain
Flowing from their hollow eyes
Let me be Your hand extended
Touching hearts of young and old
Take me to the places
Where the river's running cold

Many talents you have given
Many talents of my own
And plenty is the harvest
From the seeds that I have sown
But the field I'm in is empty
Many hearts have come and gone
The harvest now is over
It's time for moving on

So take me to the places
Where the river's running dry
And soon there'll be a fountain
Flowing from their hollow eyes
Let me be Your hand extended
Touching hearts of young and old
Take me to the places
Where the river's running cold

So take me to the places
Where the river's running dry
And soon there'll be a fountain
Flowing from their hollow eyes
Let me be Your hand extended
Touching hearts of young and old
Take me to the places
Where the river's running cold
Take me to the places
Where the river's running cold