Lady of the Lake

When I was a girl I knew the lady of the lake
And I was her favorite child
She wore a white gown, her yellow hair hanging down
And her voice like a shadow, was gentle and kind

Everyday to the sea we would walk hand in hand
And build great white castles, civilizations in sand
And I would paint her picture with a seaweed brush
And gather seashell jewels for her, as gold watched over us

Sometimes we'd set sail straight for the sun
As down the dome of sky it fled
And sometimes we'd try to catch it as it spun
To the deep sea comfort of its sea-green bed

The lady of the lake is gone
Lost with childhood's mind
But the intoxication lingers on
And I remember the time

When I would paint her picture with a seaweed brush
And gather seashell jewels for her, as gold watched over us

When I was a girl I knew the lady of the lake
And I was her favorite child