Whole Lot Of Water

There's a road of sand through the sugar cane
There's a house that stands in the sun and rain
Where the old man sits many ships go by
He never did get out, he never even tried

That's a whole lot of water
More than I can cry
A whole lot of water
In the old man's eyes

Me and Sarah K., we grew up untamed
In the bright blue sky, in the hurricanes
Like two boats that sail trying to break free
From the prison walls of the deep blue sea

That's a whole lot of water
More than I can cry
A whole lot of water
In my baby's eyes

I've never been no slave to no history book
And every fish I caught I let it off the hook
So I paint the shapes of the sea and sky
And I teach my hand to obey my eye

That's a whole lot of water
More than I can cry
A whole lot of water
In the young man's eyes

Well the ships come in to the old town pier
I would sell my soul and my pictures there
Rich lady said, "Boy, they're not half bad"
She told me she could sell everything I had

That's a whole lot of water
More than I can cry
A whole lot of water
Could have passed me by

So I packed my bags and I hit New York
And I learned to swim in a pool of sharks
All the city lights took away my breath
And when the cold wind blowed i nearly caught my death

That's a whole lot of water
More than I can cry
A whole lot of water
More than money buys

Now I dream sometime me and Sarah K.
Sail into the sun out on old Cruz Bay
With an ice cold beer rolled across my brow
I'd give anything if I could be there now

That's a whole lot of water
More than I can cry
A whole lot of water
To the other side

Now the bright green leaf has turned to brown
And the crimson streak of the sun gone done
The pale blue sky fade away to white
It all dissolves in the black of night

That's a whole lot of water
More than I can cry
A whole lot of water
In the young man's eyes
That's a whole lot of water
More than I can cry
A whole lot of water
And I'm running dry

Written by Robert Hazard - © 2004 ASCAP