Deep Water by The Middle East Lyrics
Green-eyed looker, it always pains me to see
Hollowed-out picture of skin and bone
The strangest stranger that I ever did meet
Oh and I guess I ain't that old
She came on strong with her confidence
Make you sweat in your cotton, though it'll breathe
And the cruelest behavior ain't born or mined—
To fill her shell she'll just go and down the wine
It's deep water, driving rain
And all I can remember is a cold
Another burned-out lover who was begging to leave—
She said "why wouldn't you tell your soul to me?"
Took all I had in my waiting cell
And a little of what I just don't know
But I got my thinking up to where I fell
And I let the memories of my lovers die
It's a bitter taste and a blinding light
And time fade burns, most would know
I took the hand of the woman I love
Now I am sure I'm gonna make her my own
It's a deep water, a driving rain—
I'm making a shelter of my own
When Jesus comes he's gonna eat with me
And he's gonna find our children hope
Got a road all laid out and trenched
And mindenough for a walking pace
It seems a difference from where I've come
And oh Lord I'd love to see that place again
With its deep water, mountain range
And full of those hard-living kind
Petrol stations and a copper mine—
The kind of place I think I could die
Hollowed-out picture of skin and bone
The strangest stranger that I ever did meet
Oh and I guess I ain't that old
She came on strong with her confidence
Make you sweat in your cotton, though it'll breathe
And the cruelest behavior ain't born or mined—
To fill her shell she'll just go and down the wine
It's deep water, driving rain
And all I can remember is a cold
Another burned-out lover who was begging to leave—
She said "why wouldn't you tell your soul to me?"
Took all I had in my waiting cell
And a little of what I just don't know
But I got my thinking up to where I fell
And I let the memories of my lovers die
It's a bitter taste and a blinding light
And time fade burns, most would know
I took the hand of the woman I love
Now I am sure I'm gonna make her my own
It's a deep water, a driving rain—
I'm making a shelter of my own
When Jesus comes he's gonna eat with me
And he's gonna find our children hope
Got a road all laid out and trenched
And mindenough for a walking pace
It seems a difference from where I've come
And oh Lord I'd love to see that place again
With its deep water, mountain range
And full of those hard-living kind
Petrol stations and a copper mine—
The kind of place I think I could die