Jean Moss - Water Woman Lyrics

There's a lady by the water
There's a lady by the well
And a tree grows in the meadow
In the place her tears fell
But the lady was a dreamer
She dreamed her days away
Sitting by the water
Dreaming of another day

And she dreamed of silks and taffetas
Fine lace and cotton lawn
Of candlewicks and covers
With embroidery adorned
Of rich and lavish banquets
In the castle of her king
Showing her friends her sapphires
And her vases of the Ming

And she'd walk on magic carpets
Till the deep blue darkened sky
Turned to crimson red and orange
As the eastern morn drew nigh
And she'd wander in the markets
Buying spices and good wine
Throwing silver to the beggars and
Visiting religious shrines

But the dreams they had no substance
Just like shadows in the rain
They vanish when the sun goes
All the dreaming was in vain
For the lady was a peasant girl
Her food was bowls of corn
While the lords and the ladies supped their wine
She wished she wasn't born