Stone Lady, Stone Lady.
Stone Lady with a jewelled heart,
Collecting dreams and wishes.
My opal in the morning sun,
Of pretty, pretty dresses.
And I loved her then,
and I know her now,
And I always sent her kisses.
Stone Lady, Stone Lady.
Stone Lady with a broken heart
Forgetting dreams and wishes.
A snowflake in the midday sun
With no more fond caresses.
And I loved her then,
and I know her now,
And I always sent her kisses.
Stone Lady, Stone Lady.
Stone Lady with a travelled heart
I’ve found my dreams and wishes.
My Libra in the evening sun,
My pinnacle of blisses.
And I love her still,
And I always will,
And I’ll always give her kisses,
And I’ll always give her kisses.
Stone Lady, Stone Lady.
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