Five Hundred Years Lyrics - Singles - Michael Arthur

She seemed like a ghost from the past 

The substance of which will not last 

And it seems I've known her five hundred years 

A princess frozen in time by a spell 

And the moonlight splashed on the water 

And she laughed as she played with the otter 

And the starlight danced in her eyes 

And the wind, whispered through her hair 

And when I reached for her 

She was not there 

Perhaps if I pray hard enough 

The spell will be broken my ghost will take form 

She'll walk towards me, swirling mists at her feet 

She'll stretch out her arms, I'll hold out my hands 

And at last, we'll touch 

Like a ship lost at sea, then touching dry land