The river is wide, I cannot see Nor do I have light wings to fly There'll be a boat that can carry two And both shall row, my love and I My love is like the lofty tree It shudders fears and then sways free If it should fade when the summer's through She'll bloom again when the spring shines through When love is young, then love is fine Just like a gem when first it's new But love grows old and waxes cold And fades away like the morning dew The river is wide, I cannot see Nor do I have light wings to fly There'll be a boat that can carry two And both shall row, my love and I