The Lake

Eighteen feet under, I feel the light on my face
Breaks through the water turning ocean blue depths to grey
I reach up my fingers, warmth meant to linger
Maybe I'll just let the current take me, float away

While you're sailing away from here
Count to ten watch me disappear
Down by the lake
What could have been now's your biggest mistake

Well my silver spring may be rusty and and cold to the touch
But I could have loved you it wouldn't have taken much
I reach up my fingers, touch meant to linger
The pebbles 'tween your toes on the shore line, beg you to stay

While you're sailing away from here
Count to ten watch me disappear
Down by the lake
What could have been now's your biggest mistake



Credits
Writer(s): Harriet Harkcom
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