Al Stewart — I Swam

I swam to the edge of the pool Like a fish on a spool Feeling you reeling me in You were there with your drink on a stool It was keeping you cool On your face just a trace of a grin And you sat in your conical hat You were striking in that Curling up like a cat With a tug on a line Of invisible twine To the edge of the pool I swam I ran to the top of the hill I was drained of my will I just had to keep stumbling on 'Til I fell in the gathering chill To the sound of a bell With the thought that my future was gone And you came in your conical hat As a matter of fact I was hoping for that Like the creak of the tree Carried off in the breeze To the top of the hill I ran And oh in the wink of an eye See the hours go by That feel like heaven Oh, at the edge of a dream You will be what you seem But just one night And now looking back on all that I remember you sat In your conical hat Through the violet deep Murky waters of sleep Reaching out for your hand I swam I swam