Wading my way into this still blue lake
Couldn’t you have held on longer to me?
And persevered if just for loves sake?
Besides…You were mad...that’s all I could see.

Maybe if I let go of this sad tree,
I’ll sleep and never wake but dream of you.
You’d love me endlessly in my reverie,
And more than 40 thousand men could do.

There’s nothing left for me to live for now
Not love, honor, family, hope or future.
I was what you wished for is what you avowed
Thought you were my love not my seducer

And could he who I love be a murderer?
The one I loved destroyed my everything
Abandoned me and he killed my father.
To think I once wished for a wedding ring.

I did just what Polonius told me.
Yes I sinned too but wouldn’t take my rue.
But dishonest women is all you can see,
Now there’s nothing left I can see to do.

But just maybe…
Maybe if I let go of this sad tree,
I’ll sleep and never wake but dream of you.
You’d love me endlessly in my reverie,
And more than 40 thousand men could do.

So I’ll lay down here and sleep in my bed,
with the lilies swimming around my head.