Ophelia
Louise Patricia Crane
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