Happy is the man who sits on his porch
Happy is the man who lays beside a dream.
Comfort, he knows best
Trials he denies its existence
Happy is the man, who in audacious endeavors, stays beneath the surface.
Serenity, he knows best
Adventurous he denies its existence
But there he is, waiting for a chance,
A chance that never comes.
Fountain of the living water
Come and flow
Let them see the glow
Forever is the spell
Fountain of the living Water
Flow with passion
With the north wind, thread the path;
Down to the dross
Fountain of the living Water
filling the empty vessels;
Drenched with grace,
poured out in love; the abundant flow.
Fountain of the living Water
Caress the heart
A melted heart;
As tender as the morning: with
sun and rain mixture.
Fountain of the living water
Let the flower blossom
The river that never dries up;
With an unquenchable thirst;
Keep us wanting more!
More forever more.
