I am on this shore and you are on that shore The river flows in the middle

I am on this shore and you are on that shore
The river flows in the middle
I am on this shore and you are on that shore
The river flows in the middle

Still, I get your response
Let the two birds sing along the shore
The river flows in the middle
I am on this shore and you are on that shore
The river flows in the middle.

Throughout the ages you have tied Moore to fuldore
Throughout the ages you have tied the peacock to the flower
So today I am sitting in hope
The river flows in the middle

I am on this shore and you are on that shore
The river flows in the middle

You are far away but there is talk of exchange
You don't know what this intense identity is
Talk about rubbing salt in my wounds - d'oh!