Mary, You would not be the woman that you are If someone could mend your troubled heart That would be easier But that would be wrong Water, Sometimes I think my cup might overfill As if God and the Devil had struck a deal Sayin' you can have this one After I'm done Oh, let me hear music Like you hear music Like you were just born Oh, let there be horses Let there be danger Let there be one song A song for the little man A song for his wife And his two charmed children's children and his noble life People, Want love but have little for themselves They pray for a stranger to lift their veil That would be everyone That would be us Children, That would never keep us from itself We'll dance through a window We reap and yell But you are a daughter You are a son Oh, let me have patience Like you have patience Like you were old Oh, let there be horses There will be danger Let there be one song A song for the little man A song for his wife And his two charmed children's children and his noble life