Dry wells

I care You don't I love But you won't And you scream You run wild You make me dream Down by the streams like a child And you live You run free You won't Bow down to me And if I me don't Treat you right You make me Wilt like a flower in the night You can make my father alive You can make my sister try You can make my spirit try Me to death or life You may make my brother cry And you may make my mother sigh You may make my well run dry But you cannot make the stars leave the night Because they shine And you can't They remain divine And you're tainted by man They gave me light When I need it most When you've left me dry On my own in the dark by the coast You can make my father alive And you can make my sister try You can make my spirit try Me to death or to life You may make my brother cry And you may make my mother sigh You may make my well run dry Oh, but you cannot make divinity lie Oh you can take my wells And make them run dry And that's alright, s'alright You can take my wells And make them run dry And that's alright