Both our names,
are on the wall.
It's just a feeling,
and that is all.

There's a price to be paid,
for the lives that we made.
Still our names,
are on the wall.

There's no footprints
in the sand,
where we walked
hand in hand.

All this time has gone by,
we never said goodbye.
There's no footprints
in the sand.

It's called the River
of the Sun.
How I regret,
what I have done.

You were the only one for me,
but I wanted to be free.
It's called the River
of the Sun.

Beneath,
a cloudless sky,
the river shines
as it runs by.

It is written in the wind
you'll be back someday again.
It runs beneath,
a cloudless sky.

I carved our names
on the canyon wall.
It's just a feeling,
and that is all.

It was so very long ago,
but I wanted you to know.
So our names,
are on the wall.