Lake
Lake
Going through the serene lake, he looks at the bay,
Staring at the scenic beauty of water, he wants to stay
And suddenly the pearls of rainfall on his face
Making him lay there on the shore, not wanting him to go away.
Going through the serene lake, he looks at the bay,
Staring at the scenic beauty of water, he wants to stay
And suddenly the pearls of rainfall on his face
Making him lay there on the shore, not wanting him to go away.