Eight Days a Week

Oh, my favorite place

A place of great memory

My spot by the lake.


When things get hectic,

This is my spot of refuge

All my pains are eased


Sitting by the lake,

I can see my reflection

She's staring back at me


Is she truly me?

Sometimes I really do wonder

She is so carefree


This is what happens,

This is me, I suppose

Me at my lake spot.