Deep down in the depths of forgotten dreams 
So far away so long ago it seems 
The [bad word] of a distant beach 
Pale sand stretching far from reach 
It was then I found my princess of the sand. 

As I traced the foam, peebles beneath my feet 
I looked behind, I saw this one so sweet 
She came to me and I saw in her eyes 
The heavy toll of a thousand eyes 
I called her my princess of the sand. 
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She stared at me and my mind was in a maze 
As we moved along in a summer sea-dream haze 
She moved her mouth but there came no sound 
[Strange Meeting Ii lyrics on [bad word] [bad word] The message she brought can never be found 
But I called her my princess of the sand. 

One moment we walked with the night breeze in our face 
Then I looked, she'd gone. of her presence there was no trace 
Where she went or came from who can know 
Or if she'll ever return to help me know 
Who she is, my princess of the sand. 

Sometime when the summer [bad word] back 
I'll go back to the sea, follow that sandy track 
I'll look around, hope to find 
That strange young dream, close behind 
I'll call her my princess of the sand.