The water is wide, I can't cross over and neither I have wings to fly Give me a boat that can carry two and both shall row - my love and I Now 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 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 not how I sink or swim The water is wide, I can't cross over 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