Moon River, wider than a mile,
I’m crossing you in style some day.
Old dream maker, you heart breaker,
Wherever you’re going,
I’m going your way.
Two drifters, off to see the world.
There’s such a lot of world to see.
We’re after the same rainbow’s end,
Waiting ’round the bend,
My huckleberry friend,
Moon River and me.
Sigh. xx Brooke
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