The Lake

At midnight by the fireplace
I fell in love with her portrait;
Her eyes revealed
She knew I’d take the bait
It’s said she rests for many years
Moonlight will make her appear
In the lake that she had filled with her own tears
I gathered all of the stories we have been told
I never questioned she was really out there…
Obsessed by the secret that she may hold
I will find her anywhere…
And there she lies, with open eyes…
In the light of the midnight sky
I have found one good reason to die
Take me down to the quiet place
In the lake where she sleeps in grace!
It’s said she rests for many years
I can see her shade appear
In the lake that she had filled with strays and peers
Sinking deeper
Oh, how the cold fills me out
As the starlight blurs over me;
Going deeper
Emerging into the black
For the first time, I feel free
And there she lies, with open eyes
In the light of the midnight sky
I have found one good reason to die
Take me down to the quiet place
In the lake where she sleeps in grace!
In the light of the midnight sky
I have found one good reason to die
Take me down to the quiet place
In the lake where she sleeps in grace!
In the lake where she sleeps in grace!