The water is wide, I cannot cross o'er
And neither I have wings to fly
Give me a boat that can carry two
And both shall row, my love and I

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 now how I sink or swim

For 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

The water is wide, I cannot cross o'er
And neither I have wings to fly
Give me a boat that can carry two
And both shall row, my love and I

Give me a boat that can carry two
And both shall row, my love and I