It's that time of the year again
When we're sitting by the lake.
New stories that you tell me
New memories that we make.
The moon shines upon us
Your eyes are brighter than the stars
No worries and no hesitations
This moment is purely ours.
You bend to pick the flowers
"I'll make a crown for you!"
There's nowhere else I'd rather be,
There's nothing I'd rather do.
As my eyes follow the fireflies
There's a splash in the background.
The flower crown falls from my hands
As I turn around.
I reach out my arms to catch you
But I can't hear myself scream
All I want is for you to hug and pinch me
Just tell me this is a bad dream
...
I come by the lake with Them
Their hands aren't as soft as yours
I'm watching as the sun rises,
And still sitting as the rain pours.
The flower crowns aren't as tidy
I detest roses, you knew.
I pretend to laugh at their stories
Only my tears for you are true.
Over the Summer I learnt to swim
Not to save Them, but to save me.
Cause you see, Darling, you might be gone
But with Them, I'm not really free.
They take and take without gratitude
And I have only learnt to give.
Without you holding my hands so tight
I believe I've forgotten how to live.
It's that time of the year again
When I'm sitting by the lake.
Remembering the stories that you told me
No new memories that I make.
