Deja Vu?

Ah on Irish fields vast and far
I seen the fairy folk dance and sing
When eyes they think weren't looking
 I stepped within the fairy ring

I was taken aback to a place brand new
And swept off my feet by a dark fae
He was tall a lean with the blackest of eyes
His name was easy yet hard to say

'Tis a deja vu I think I just had
With this dark fae dancing in the night
I think I know him, I've seen him before
For he is so beautiful in my sight

I step out of the ring to vast Irish fields
I look about me through this foggy haze
I call out my dark fae's name with want
This can't be a dream, I am all a daze!