lake it is calling thee to be part of the dreaming city So do not fear these waves of horrid sleep as you disappear into the deep Hear the lake it is
Sent on a mission to find out Just how much shit one man can take Went to the river to swim upstream But got dragged into the lake You're wide awake
the wood and nails There's nothing left to take But love and years are not for sale In our old house on the lake In our old house on the lake In our
in a minute you're there Di din din din din din di din din din din din Di din din din din din di din din din din din Indian Lake is a scene you should
that's fitting you so right, it's wrong Or the sunshine kissing on your skin Wish I could be the lake that you're swimming in Wish I could be the lake
to get back home, in from the sad day out. Missing you forever, yes, I shout, yes I, yes I, yes I am. I'm going down the Lake Shore Drive. I think I
In the midnight We hurry up like every day time after time but it's ok nobody knows what's going on Another chance the same old song. You're dancing
Well you better get home cos your dad is awake Said he saw you last night making out by the lake With a boy that he hates He doesnt look at me the same
All the time we spent in bed Counting miles before we said Fall in love and fall apart Things will end before they start Sleeping on Lake Michigan
me luck, don't tell me to break a leg I coulda been walking on a peg And at the end of the day I will return to the city of lakes Where the real people
fish out the window, I wish We'd hit the bottom of the bottomless lake 'Stead of looking at fish out the window, I wish We'd hit the bottom of the bottomless lake
And living on the two lakes known as the Twin Lakes They named the larger and more beautiful lake, Lake Elizabeth And thus the smaller lake that was
everything in me is tightening curling in around this ache I will lay my heart wide open like the surface of a lake wide open like a lake standing at
Promenade --------- Lead me from tortured dreams Childhood themes of nights alone, Wipe away endless years, childhood tears as dry as stone. From seeds
(Aaron Copland/arr. by Keith Emerson) instrumental
He had white horses and ladies by the score All dressed in satin and waiting by the door Ooh, what a lucky man he was Ooh, what a lucky man he was White
If you wanna leave, I won't beg you to stay And if you gotta go darling, maybe it's better that way I'm gonna be strong, I'm gonna do fine Don't worry
(Scott Joplin/Arr. Emerson) instrumental