To the Well

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 --- To the Well - Zach Winters