The Lake of Love Does it always seems so Always seem so dry? But look! Can a single drop from up above be good enough? Can I bottle some and share with the ones I love? There's water left to spare
I met a Mesaryth I dreamt it, I saw it And then when I woke up I tried to recall it I put it to paper, I called it the cycle The cycle of love And I've always been a loser You're a loser too So we pair well Let's get a well for the Lake of Love
There's water left to spare
Up from the lake comes a lifetime of love Feel its embrace like a hug from above Send it away in a choir of doves Down to the lake goes the rest Now we're one
