Distant Water - David Wilcox

It’s like you pass to me this bitter cup

So I can take a sip

And I know that it’s likely gonna burn

But never mind the taste of it

I take what I can get

It sure is a hard way to learn

I mean look at how I sip your cup of nasty

Like I’m lucky for a taste to quench my thirst

When love creates an optical illusion

I’m gonna see it just the way it was rehearsed

If I was dying in the desert

I would see shining on the sand

True love, like distant water

On dry land

I liked everything about you, except the way you treated me

But that didn’t seem to matter much at first

I longed for you to fill me

Like a wino loves his drink

But every time you filled me with a thirst

'Cause I was looking for a goddess who could save me

So I played the worshipping fool

The colder your kindness

The more it convinced me

You’re just that cool

Now just look at how I sip your cup of nasty

Like I’m lucky for a taste to quench my thirst

When love creates an optical illusion

I’m gonna see it just the way it was rehearsed

True love like distant water

On dry land

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