Thirst - Louise Lemón

From tide to tide you wash me up

Keep finding myself on the shore

You sweep in just as quick you’re gone

Still I’m trying to swim in you

And I fill up my cup with you

All it gets me is a never-ending thirst

Oh lord love me

Oh lord love me

Oh lord make him love me

Oh lord make him love me

Seems like yesterday I jumped in your sweet summerwater

Now it’s freezing November

And I don’t know if I’ll get out until

The ice sets

I was only one of many who were

Baptised in you

Oh lord love me

Oh lord love me

Oh lord make him love me

Oh lord make him love me

Oh lord love me

Oh lord love me

Oh lord make him love me

Oh lord make him love me