Now this old world wants to bleed me dry Like a desert wind through a cloudless sky No relief from the heat, no shade I find No sign of water, but the tears I? ve cried So I will go to Jacob? s well To fill my cup with living water From the stream that has no end And I will thirst again no more It? s a long hard journey, all the pain it brings Try to quench my yearnings with material things But I? m only wondering through a wilderness My soul? s still searching for a place to rest So I will go to Jacob? s well And fill my cup with living water From the stream that has no end And I will thirst again no more I? m telling you, you will never thirst again Don? t listen to the lies going through your head Nothing else is going to satisfy Drink the water that will bring you life I? m only wondering through a wilderness My soul? s still searching for a place to rest So, I will go to Jacob? s well To fill my cup with living water From the stream that has no end And I will thirst again no more