Heart of the Lake

Here comes the morning light Cast on the bed on which I lay down Restless dreams I made Bounce on the walls and window panes As rest can't be found I'll make up scenes of you and I Rolling in gentle waves Whatever picture comes to mind Slowly drawn to the heart of the lake Time and time again I get caught playing the game hard This pain that splits my head Shadows the will to make the day count Sliding the surface lean Of waters deep and still Floating fantasies Carnal scenes of you and me Neon lights have me wandering off the path In shattered glass I saw strangers on a line Behind dusty blinds Safe from the daring gaze of town I reach for the depth Of a feeling long withheld Slowly drawn to the heart of the lake