Willy Porter Cool Water
From the bottom of the well, I feel pools of cool water
Moss-covered stones and cracks in the mortar
Found a little coin from a wish that I'd forgotten
I dried it on my shirttail, put it back in my pocket
Let me tell your secrets while you dry up the well
If you can keep a secret, I've got one to tell
Waiting for cool water
To come and fill this well
Cool water, my secrets to tell
My secrets to tell
I scaled upon the wall, but my grip was unsteady
If I were to fall, there was no water there to catch me
I reached for the frayed rope, it fell broken in my hand
I guess I'm doomed to sit here with my feet buried in the sand
And hope for cool water
To come and fill this well
Cool water, my secrets to tell
My secrets to tell
Keeping my eyes fixed on these cloudy skies
Quenching my sun-cracked lips just like tears from your eyes
Just like tears from your, from your eyes
Just like tears from your, from your eyes
From your eyes
From your eyes
Waiting for cool water
To come and fill this well
Cool water, my secrets to tell now
My secrets to tell
My secrets to tell now
I wish you'd get well, hey
