The genius of water

meet me in the morning
at the bus stop
we'll ride into the town
down to the square
to see the angel
see the angel in the fountain
meet me in the morning

meet me after daybreak
tie your hair back
we'll drift into the crowd
get lost among the loud
and they'll be singing
they'll be singing in our daydream
when we're tired we'll leave them
all behind and walk away

i love you a lot

meet me in the courtyard
where the saints pray
musing in our stare
still painfully aware
that there are others
shoulds and woulds with names and faces
close your eyes and open up your mind
and hear me say

see the angel
she's dancing in the water
hear the angel
she's laughing in the water

something in the way that you
said you really felt that we could be
good friends forever
...together for a long time