Things I made for you, sweet child, you know that they were true.
Things I did when you were sad, I did things to make you glad.
And you know it's true, that I will always be in love with you.
But we're caught in the whitewater.
Whitewater.
Goin' around.
And all of this whitewater.
Whitewater.
Is bringin' me down.
It might be the end, girl.
It might be the end, girl.
Can you grab my hand?
And you know it's true, that I will always be in love with you.
But the whitewater, whitewater, is bringin' me down.
Why don't we leave whitewater now?