A heart shaped lake
Sits at the mouth of a mountain
The mountain drinks pink lace
Doves get married at this place

The water sits and winks back at you
Come with a lover
And you’ll see it sparkle

The squirrels will weep
Long as your love keeps
That’s what fills the lake
Legend says you may

Find your true love
And see him
The rosy light cupid

With pointing hands
A silky band
Pressed about his head

Maybe if you go
When you feel sorrow

Cupid will wrap his arms
Around you

Till tomorrow