The Queen of the Sand

where is your head

tell me where does it go

with the words that you said

tell me how do you cope

what's in your hand

i saw you fold that ace

you think you'll never win

oh but you're so way off base

where is your heart

what do you think of most

how can you relax

when you say you don't know

what's in your hand

you know it all goes back to dust

is your money where your mouth is

are your words made of rust

you're the queen of the sand

lovely and known throughout the land

your kingdom and castle where you hide

are in jeopardy but you don't see the tide

oh and what a grand day that will be

when all you have just washes out to sea

then maybe you will come back to me

i'm waiting here

let's lose everything we know

let's loose it all and become free

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