Eggstone She's Perfect

I've been waiting for this moment to arrive

I was misstaken 'cause it didn't make me glad

now I'm waiting for this moment to come again

and now I'm searching for someone who understands

she's perfect, but her eyes are not blue

she's perfect, but she smiles so strange

we were walking through the deserts of Sudan

it was perculiar, she didn't have a tan

we were talking about the properties of sand

and I was certain I had her in my hand

she's perfect, but her eyes are not blue

she's perfect, but she smiles so strange

then the rain came and the storm was blowing too

and the night fell and the moon was shining through

I didn't notice when she fell into the sea

but I'm certain, 'cause now it's only me

she's perfect, but her eyes are not blue

she's perfect, but she smiles so strange

the summer of something new

is gonna take you right there ...

there