Story Behind The Song
The first song I wrote after my mother died. In loving memory of Lillian Dewar Hopkins.
| Song Length |
3:18 |
Genre |
Country - General, Country - Traditional |
Lyrics
IN MY OWN WAY
There's a willow by the river
Gently weeping in the water
Like she's waiting for a love who's up and gone
And there's a songbird in the treetop
Keeps on singing, no he won't stop
Such sweet sadness -- guess that's how he gets along
Oh, don't think that I don't know
There's a time for letting go
These tears I've cried are gonna dry one day
Let me feel the falling rain
Find some comfort in the pain
I'll get through this, but I'll do it in my own way
I'm still hurting, still grieving
Can't help doubting all that I believe in
Solid stone has given way to shifting sand
But day by day, your precious memory
Restores a faith deep within me
I'm missing you, but I get through best as I can
CHORUS
WILL HOPKINS / BILL WARRINGTON
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