Barefoot
Barefoot on the sand of dreams,
Rippling waters whispering sweetly,
Follow us while the moon is shining:
Iridescent realms of amber,
Emerald castles will be yours,
Yours will be the land of wonder.
So spellbound a night,
So sparkling a dream,
So promising a morn,
So hopeful a heart.
Barefoot on the strand of hopes,
Bubbling waters so inviting:
Follow us while the moon is smiling,
To the palace of a thousand mirrors,
To the palace of a thousand wishes,
To the realm where dreams come true.
So spellbound a night,
So sparkling a dream,
So radiant a morn,
So buoyant a heart.
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