Trying to Stop Your Leaving

Got a pebble, got a pebble in my hand

And I toss it out into the middle of the Rio Grande

But the river keeps running

Don't even know that I'm around

I can throw in a million more and not slow it down,

And that's kind of the way I'm feeling,

 Trying to Stop Your Leaving

There's nothing I wouldn't try

If I thought it would change your mind

Trains a'coming, Rivers running, Pains a'coming, Tears a'running...and that's kind of the way I'm feeling, knowing I couldn't stop your leaving