Flowers wilted when the days got hot Slow motion wheels on a fast moving truck I'm driving around just to pick you up But I can't find you In the water of a sacred place I see your reflection, yeah, I see your face And I know that all will be erased If I touch it I'm on a boat and I'm out at sea There's no captain or maybe the captain is me And you got your head laying on my knee And then I wake up When you told me that you lost a friend But that it's just beginning in the end And that you'll be seeing her again At the river Well, I think I know just where you been My grandfather he played the violin And, baby, I still remember him When I'm playing So I'm gonna play just this one note It ain't even one of the ones I wrote In fact none of them are or didn't you know They're made by the Maker Of rock and roll Rock and roll Rock and roll Rock and roll Rock and roll Rock and roll Rock and roll Rock and roll Rock and roll Rock and roll Rock and roll Rock and roll Rock and roll Rock and roll