(Springfield)
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I was driving 'round, as the sun went down.
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When I came upon a lake, the sign said Misty Water.
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And standing there, with wet and tangled hair was a girl,
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she said her name was Bo, she was a farmer's daughter.
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I said get in, I'll take you home, you must be cold.
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Misty water woman,
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you never get to her.
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Misty water woman,
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you never get to touch her.
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And feel her near.
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It began to storm, and our talk grew warm.
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Till I stopped the car outside a cold and lonely place.
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I said we're here,
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but she had disappeared.
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And on the seat was a pool of tears
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and a handkerchief of lace.
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I did not see her leave,
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I was amazed!
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I went into the house,
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It took her father and her mother to straighten me out.
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What was it all about?
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Please let me know.
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She looked sad, and he looked mad.
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And he said, yes you're right, once we had a daughter.
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Her name was Bo, but that was long ago.
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Years have gone since she drowned at Misty Water.
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And the way he took it, took me by surprise.
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Misty water woman
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you never get to her
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Misty apparition
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You never get to touch her
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And feel her near
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Misty Water Woman
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| Rick Springfield |
