Until My Heart Grows Quiet

There’s a river that runs from the border of Canada

Down the east of Vermont, the west of New Hampshire

Right through the center of a state that gave me a home

That river it runs through the City of Hartford

And if you follow it south you’ll find the place I was born

Right at its mouth where it rips into the Sound

And I will follow that river every mile

From the north as a woman, the south as a child

It taught me to carve my path through through the wild

And with it I’ll run, run, run until my heart grows quiet

There’s a highway that runs from New York to Boston

And in a week this old car has driven it twice

Through sun, sleet, and ice I’ve been on it all of my life

And I will follow that highway every mile

Counting the exits since I was a child

It taught me to carve my path through the wild

And with it I’ll run, run, run until my heart grows...

Quiet. Will ever grow quiet?

I have followed that river every mile

Running from something since I was a child

It brought me to you so I’ll stay here a while

And with you I’ll run, run, run

With you I’ll run, run, run

With you I’ll run, run, run until my heart grows quiet