The Water Is Wide - David Arkenstone

The water is wide I can't cross over

And neither have I wings to fly

Give me a boat that can carry two

And both shall row my love and I

Now love is gentle and love is kind

The sweetest flower when first it's new

But love grows old and waxes cold

And fades away like morning dew

There is a ship she sails the sea

She's loaded deep as deep can be

But not as deep as the love I'm in

I know not how I sink or swim

The water is wide I can't cross over

And neither have I wings to fly

Give me a boat that can carry two

And both shall row my love and I