I wish I could begin fresh somehow, in a far-off land—
somewhere pleasant, perhaps kind, and even dreamy.
A place with smiles everywhere, all the time—
some place far off, across the distant sea.
To build myself a raft and set sail for the love I desire—
I knew that getting to her would have its dangers.
But the lily across the pond was what I so longed for;
her delicate smile showed me she was not a stranger.
Her innocence shone through the night sky,
leading me toward her, asking me to find her.
I happened to notice her at the exact right moment,
and since then, I’ve found my way toward her light.
The lily across the pond called to me,
her beautiful melody humming so, so soundly.
And so I followed—I followed her empathetic voice,
as it guided me toward a newer destiny.
The lily across the pond… although so far away,
I could see her, I could listen to her, and I could fall for her.
The kindness in her eyes, and the beauty in her name—
I knew talking to her would always brighten my day.
And so I sought to find her, one day at a time.
Sooner or later, I would reach the other side of the pond,
and find my lily, whose eyes would penetrate my very spirit.
However long it took, I would find a way for you…