in Stillwater . . we found our embrace fell into place . . walked our own pace your lovin’s been a blessing to me and the blessing’s return in all that we see pale riders out on the hill their shadows upon us and they follow us still don’t let them into your heart we’ll go about our days . . and keep livin’ love . . this lovin’ is free come dream it with me we’ll make it our home love . . this river runs slow we’ll go where it goes we’ll follow it on o . . o . . o . . we’ll follow it on dim preachers preachin’ their wars rattlin’ swords i can’t even hear anymore to believe what they say is believin’ love . . this lovin’ is free come make it with me we’ll follow it on (we’ll make it our own) love . . this river runs slow we’ll go where we go and call it our home o . . o . . o . . we’ll call it our home i don’t even care anymore if i sleep in a bed . . or i sleep on a floor i roll over . . and i know where you are i believe in our love and i trust in your heart love . . this lovin’ is free come make it with me . . we’ll call it our home love . . this river runs slow we’ll go where we go . . and follow it on love . . this livin’ is free come dream it with me . . we’ll make it our own love . . this river runs slow let’s go where it goes . . & call it our hom love . . this lovin’ is free come make it with me . . we’ll call it our home o . . o . . o . . we’ll call it our home