She's as gentle as a July breeze clippin' through the cottonwood trees
I was empty as a man could be until the day I found her
Sometimes I find it hard to put into words the way I feel when I'm away from her
I'm like a man about to die of thirst when I'm not around her
Oh her love is like sweetwater falling from a summer sky
Yes her love is like sweetwater when my well is running dry
It's in the passion of her soft caress it's in the power of her tenderness
She can move me with her fingertips and with a whisper she can soothe me
She electrifies my heart and soul with an energy flowin' through me
Oh her love is like sweetwater...
Yes her love is like sweetwater...