Fill My Cup

Hot winds of summer got me all dried up.

Just trying to make it to September.

Wonder how you’re doing, are you feelin’ rough?

‘Cause I’m about to surrender.

But your love is like a cool drink of water,

when my well’s dried up,

and I’m down to my last drop.

You fill my cup.

You fill my cup.

Longing for the cool rains of spring,

under echoes of thunder.

Do you miss me like I’m missing you?

I can’t help but think and wonder.

But your love is like a raging river,

when I’m all shriveled up,

and I’m down to my last drop.

You fill my cup.

You fill my cup, yes you do, now!

But your love is like a cool drink of water,

when my well’s dried up,

and I’m down to my last drop.

Oh, you fill my cup.

You fill my cup. Oh, yeah!