(Wayne Kirkpatrick, Michael W. Smith) Lonely river You meander like a road Stretching out into the great unknown With solitary movement You're compelled and you're enthralled As though you're answering a distant call Lonely river Is there a place you're running to Or is it something that you're running from Is it hope that keeps you going Is it faith that makes you strong Lonely river, lonely river, running on Lonely river In the stillness of the night Your restless nature keeps you raging on Changing courses Shallow waters, tangent streams Lonely river, do you wonder what it means Lonely river I think I am a lot like you Winding on in hopes to find the sea And flooded by uncertainties The current can be strong But drifting towards our destinies The arm of God is long And I believe that through this journey 'Til we're finally home Lonely river, we will never, run alone