To the Well Lyrics

Carry along my little one—the summer is fine and you grow

Love the paths you run with your friends—fruit of the vine hanging low

God, where's the path I walked you've hidden from his feet

The song of a boy in innocence is incomplete

Carry on my little one, sicknesses come and they go

I'll find the path I've heard of a well, where healing waters flow

God, am I wrong to ask that you would comfort me

But I would give anything to heal my baby

Carry across my little one—the tide is high and I row

Seas be kind to my little one, I cannot hold while I row

God, where's the island well I heard of long ago

Show me the living well where healing waters flow