The Water Is Wide - Amy Nuttall

The water is wide, I can’t cross o’er

And neither have I wings to fly

Give me a boat that can carry two

And we shall sail, my love and I

Oh love is gentle and love is kind

And love’s a flower when first it’s new

But love grows old and waxes cold

And fades away like morning dew

There is a ship, and she sails the sea

She’s loaded deep as deep can be

But not as deep as the love I’m in

I know not how I sink or swim

The water is wide, I can’t cross o’er

And neither have I wings to fly

Give me a boat that can carry two

And we shall sail, my love and I