Water to a woman in the desert,
Healing to the driest bones,
I have longed for this,
I have wept and prayed, believing I would live to see this day,
But faith gets lost along the way to vows in sand and hearts of clay,
Water.

More than the sum of every petition,
Better than the best laid plans,
There is no guess work here,
No old wrongs to right, no creeping fears or notions of flight,
Just a show of hands in the sweetest kiss and a lifetime left for nights like this,
Water.

I'll be the watchman at your borders,
Like the tattoos on your shoulder.

Baby, I'll be,
Oh, I'll be.

I have made my peace, I would ask no more,
I am signing off through this open door,
I will take your name, I will wear your ring and put side every childish thing,
Water.

Oh, water.