On The Lake
Aaron Zigman
5:40Your memories return and flee Like the tides on the beaches of time. Our hours of love Are shooting stars in your ageless eyes. Like a moon drawing the ocean of your memories I sit by your side to stir its waters With a story that sometimes seems foreign to you. The wheel of time has blinded your mind. A rain of forgetfulness mists the crystals. And to you, we are shadows haunting the gardens But love is a miracle that returns and is reborn From the deep astral night that envelops us. We are still those young bodies Weaving their destinies in the grass When life was a paradise with no boundaries. We are still those young bodies Weaving their destinies in the grass When life was a paradise with no boundaries. With no boundaries.