Thirsty At The Well

Why is love all that's left after the fire, after the fire?

Why is love all that's left after the fire?

Why is love's fleeting hour all that's left of the power

And the terrible beauty of desire?

Oh, my love

I am hungry though I eat, though I eat

Oh, my love

I am restless though I sleep

Baby, I am downhearted

Even though I rise above

Baby, oh, I am lonely though I love

I can see her in my dreams, in my dreams

In my dreams she'll always dwell

Hands me a ladle full of water

Bids me: Drink long and deep

Still I am thirsty at the well

Thirsty at the well

I have laid down with angels though a man, though a man

I have laid down with angels though a man

And these glimpses of heaven, Lord, they fill up my heart

With a longing that I can barely stand

I can see her in my dreams, in my dreams

In my dreams she'll always dwell

Hands me a ladle full of water

Bids me: Drink long and deep

Still I am thirsty at the well

I can hear the ocean

I put my ear up to the shell

I hear the promise spoken

I'm falling under her spell

She keeps me thirsty at the well

I ask not for consolation, but for passion and for grace

I ask not for comfort but for clarity

Let me breathe in the Spirit, let me live in the light

Let me burn with a pure intensity

I can see her in my dreams, in my dreams

In my dreams she'll always dwell

Hands me a ladle full of water

Bids me: Drink long and deep

Still I am thirsty at the well

Still I am thirsty at the well

Thirsty at the well

Uh-huh

I'm falling under your spell

She keeps me thirsty at the well

Thirsty at the well