By the pond I see the glow
Of phantom feet
And the sweet smell of the sun
Drying on the sheet
I filled the tub
Waiting for the storm
The sky fades from pale blue
To nothing at all
I bathed in cold light
In the fear of what you might
Stretched across the room
So fair
Are you even there?
Avalon
I just want to hold
You in my arms
Rising sea of smoke
As the day warmed
I would follow you
To Avalon
I wouldn't part from you
For too long