I wish I could ride a skipping stone far and far across the sea
Skip ashore that distant land where flew the dreams I’d dreamed
I’d follow my dreams to where she lay dreaming my dreams of her
I’d wake her from deep slumber and gather her into me
And tell her how I’d longed for her but feared she were a dream
Oh I wish that I could travel far, and far and far away
I wish that I would find her there waiting by the sea
She’d look at me and smile and ask what had taken me so long
She’d tell me she had flown to me skipping stones across the sea
And found me in deep slumber dreaming her dreams of me
She’d left me then alone to dream and set out for the sea
And scattered skipping stones around the shore for me to see
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