if you could really see 

then you would ask of me 

she knew the well was far too deep for him to wet his lips 

but something told her that he spoke of so much more than all of this 

if you could really see 

then you would ask of me 

when he spoke, she wanted to believe the things he said 

but who could this man be that she might never thirst of again 



her heart raced 

could he be the one we've waited for 

the one we've waited for