10 January 2013
Packing to move to a new place A gypsy with sad eyes and a fake smile on my face Covering my eyes with black lace For my love can't still follow my heart pace
A gypsy with a tambourine in my hand Still moving from land to land Shaky a bit and trying hard to stand For love now have to be banned
A gypsy stamping my feet hard on the floor Dancing in vain for pain I can't stand no more Layers of my dress flying with every turn Trying to ease my aching heart before my soul starts to burn
A gypsy that will smile and listen to your stories A gypsy that will not talk but will comfort all your worries A gypsy that will use her crystal ball To guide your path and help you not to fall
A gypsy with sad eyes A gypsy that believed her own lies A gypsy holding back a lot of sighs A gypsy who can't give up and always tries
A Gypsy ... Part 3 • Opuss № I