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

Now we're one