With a brush and inknI paint a lakennSome times all it takesnis a walk around the lakento ease your mindnall it takesnis a walk n'round the lakenis a walkn'round the lakennLate at nightnI'll stay up and writena book about my life...nn...so no one would ever makenall of my mistakesnnTo ease your mindnall it takesnis a walkn'round the lakenis a walkn'round the lakennWell, I've made my loved ones cry right in front of my eyesnand I've spent so long hurtingnin such a short lifenbut I'm moving onnMy heart is grownnI'm moving onnYes, I'm moving onnMy heart is grownnI'm moving onnnOh, and sometimes it's all it takesnis a walk around the lakenOh, and sometimes it's all it takesnis a walkn'round the lakenis a walkn'round the lakenis a walkn'round the lake