there's a place where i go when i'm lonely - a place where the black reeds sway - & the sunshine can't touch my secrets - 'cause it's shady most of the day
& if you see me sitting quietly - & still by the edge of the pool - chances are you take me for a thinker - but then again you might think i'm a fool
but i'm just fighting the pull of temptation - fighting the sting of remorse - & i know this frail disposition - isn't something that you would endorse
but hey, you could be my water lily - & hey, i could be your dragonfly - & the pond is slowly getting deeper - by & by
you'd meet my desire forever - but i can't tell from where you respond - a reflection off the surface of the water - or down from the bottom of the pond