Louise Patricia Crane - Ophelia

Wade in the water where lilies drift like ghosts
This isn't Eden or somebody else's cross

Ooh oh Ophelia
I leave forget-me-nots
By the river under the same old moonlight

Look there's a girl in the water
Willows bow to greet the silent apparition
They always knew she'd do this to herself

Come back
Come back to me
Drown with me

Sleep in water
Swathed in silver lace
For her superstition
Reflects the hue
Pale and blue