The lake (part 2)

I'll take you to a place,
which I always love to be;
a lake down by the dirt track,
its open, quiet and free.

We'd take a bright red blanket,
have a glass of wine or two;
we could stroll into the water
and watch the fish swim through.

..Or sit upon the bank,
with your arms around me tight;
we could even pitch a tent,
lets stay there through the night.

I love to watch the lake
as it flows forever long;
we are here out in the open,
not a care, nothings wrong.

Listen to the sweet soft sound
of a bird in splendid flight.
He sweeps across the clear sky,
flying home with all his might.

Have you ever seen a place
so peaceful, open and free;
I wanted you to share this feeling
wanted you here with me.

Lets imagine we can stay
on this lake forever more;
we can lock out the entire world,
well what we waiting for?

And when the world comes calling
and we have to set of home;
we can always come back to this place
just you and me alone.

We shall sit upon the bank
and watch the fish swim through;
cherish all this beauty,
alone just me and you.

With special Thanks to Michael x aka Mr Darcy