The Water Is Wide - Hayley Westenra

The water is wide, I cannot get o’er

Neither have I wings to fly

Give me a boat that can carry two

And both shall row, my love and I

Where love is planted O there it grows

It grows and blossoms like a rose

It has a sweet and pleasant smell

No flower on Earth can it excel

A ship there is and she sails the sea

She’s loaded deep as deep can be

But not so deep as the love I’m in

I know not if I sink or swim

Oh love is gentle and love is kind

The sweetest flower when first it is new

But love grows old and waxes cold

And fades away like the morning dew