Take my hand with promise

There's a widow that sits beside the seaside The sun shines on her face There’s a morning light that cries and sits beside her place And there is an eye That melts at the touch It’s hidden not much For a fake Did you know the greatest treasure lost Was found at the bottom of a lake The widow sits beside its hand she shall take So why won’t you take my hand Take me away I’m tired of sitting, Dying by my lake There's a heart that melts at the touch of ray So why do you think that there's so much to say It rats on the ribs Like its awake But it's just trying to find a lovely place to stay So won’t you bottle up my treasure It needs a place to hide It doesn’t really like this place But I take you know This water is made inside And it loves and floods this place Like it was born to flow outside I need to see it just one last time Before I find a way to leave it behind There's nothing here that I’ll miss But the feeling of the lovely sun’s kiss There's a shadow that sits beside the seaside The sun shines on her face There’s a morning light that cries and sits beside her place.