I look down and I see blue
So soft, so crisp, so clear, and so true
I look up and I see the sky
With the wispy clouds flying so high

I gaze on the sparkles that the sun casts
When I’m on the water, the beauty always lasts
I can’t help but stare at the beautiful loons
That I see on my countless afternoons

As I glance over to my left side
On my ever so pleasurable, lovely boat ride
I see a bridge, bright red as blood
And a beautiful, white, and pure flower bud

And then as I gaze over to my right
I see a flock of ducks taking to flight
I wish I were them, independent and free
Oh what a wonderful life that would be!

And as my boat ride comes to an end
I look to this lake as if it’s my friend
Always there, always true
So soft, so crisp, so clear and so blue