Carole King — Ambrosia

[Verse 1] In the fields of sweet ambrosia I've been told You can sit down by the river And watch yourself unfold You can drink right from the river And purify your soul [Chorus] Oh ambrosia, pour it sweet and slow I need to be replenished I need to overflow Let my senses know your power Let your holy mix distill Oh ambrosia Let my spirit drink its fill [Bridge] Oh, I've been like those people Who need pain to feel alive But now I'm kind of like a child Who's been slowly reconciled To waiting on the wisdom that He knows will soon arrive [Verse 2] In the hills above ambrosia I have seen A lovely place of mystery with Meadows emerald green And the colors of ambrosia Are as real as any dream Just as real as any dream [Chorus] Oh ambrosia, pour it sweet and slow I need to be replenished I need to overflow Let my senses know your power Let your holy mix distill Oh ambrosia Oh ambrosia Oh ambrosia Let my spirit drink its fill