The Lake Of Glass

The Lake Of Glass

Standing by the window, eyes upon the stars
Dreaming of the time when my spirit traveled far
I close my eyes and take a breath
And now I'm standing by The Lake Of Glass

I hear my spirit call for me in the waters
I see you face and then my voice, it falters
And as you come near, I feel my spirit rising
And now I'm walking towards The Lake Of Glass

We take hands and together we then walk
There is such a peace there is no need to talk
I feel the cold of water on my feet
I have a sense of you inside my being

And now we're living in The Lake Of Glass