I never been to Cincinnati
Well maybe I’ll take some time to make that ride on the road to the west coast
Nor have I been to Salt Lake City
But I’m on my way to San Jose and don’t know when I’m coming home
I’ve been looking for the well

And I’m looking for the water
But in this city now

It’s all dust and mortar
I’ve been praying for the rainfall
Hoping for a small cloud

But this far from you, girl
I should expect a drought
I’ve never been this long without you

Over twenty-five hundred miles and forty hours with the fuel gauge in the red
You know I’m dying to be somebody
I wish you were here with me in the shotgun seat as we play these old cassettes
I’ve been looking for the river
As I’m headed to the ocean

But in this city now

The dry land is broken

I‘ve been searching for the answers

As I’m running from my doubts

But with the glass half empty
I should expect a drought
Oh-oh-oh, it’s gonna be a long dry summer

And you are my water

Oh-oh-oh, it’s gonna be a long dry summer

And you are my water
I never been to Manhattan
Well only one wintertime, on the low eastside, but I had no time to stop

We’re gonna go to New York City

I can’t wait ‘til I get home, you pack your clothes, and we’ll walk the promenade
I’ve been looking for the well
And I’m looking for the water
But in this city now
It’s all dust and mortar

I’ve been praying for the rainfall

Hoping for a small cloud

I’m coming back to you, girl
And we’ll end this drought
Oh-oh-oh, it’s gonna be a long dry summer
And you are my water
Oh-oh-oh, it’s gonna be a long dry summer 

And you are my water
It’s gonna be a long, long, long
A long dry summer

Mmmmm, you are my water