Strange Meeting Ii

<br>Deep down in the depths of forgotten dreams<br><br>So far away so long ago it seems<br><br>The memory comes of a distant beach<br><br>Pale sand stretching far from reach<br><br>It was then I found my princess of the sand.<br><br><br><br>As I traced the foam, peebles beneath my feet<br><br>I looked behind, I saw this one so sweet<br><br>She came to me and I saw in her eyes<br><br>The heavy toll of a thousand eyes<br><br>I called her my princess of the sand.<br><br><br><br>She stared at me and my mind was in a maze<br><br>As we moved along in a summer sea-dream haze<br><br>She moved her mouth but there came no sound<br><br>The message she brought can never be found<br><br>But I called her my princess of the sand.<br><br><br><br>One moment we walked with the night breeze in our face<br><br>Then I looked, shed gone. of her presence there was no trace<br><br>Where she went or came from who can know<br><br>Or if shell ever return to help me know<br><br>Who she is, my princess of the sand.<br><br><br><br>Sometime when the summer nights come back<br><br>Ill go back to the sea, follow that sandy track<br><br>Ill look around, hope to find<br><br>That strange young dream, close behind<br><br>Ill call her my princess of the sand.