The water is wide, I can't cross o'er
And neither I have wings to fly
Give me a boat, carry two
And both shall row
My love and I
Love is gentle, 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 that sails the sea
She's loaded deep as deep can be
But not as deep as the love I made
I know not how I'll sink or swim
The water is wide, I can't 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
And both shall row
My love and I