Dan Fogelberg "Gypsy Wind" |
I still recall the place When I first felt your gypsy wind playin' on my face That summer's long since gone But gypsy winds have ways of staying on Voices from our past still insist on arguing That love will never last Though our hearts may turn It's only when you listen that you learn And I wonder at the ways The strands of love meander Through our close and distant days The blood of passion plays Burns our thirsty souls And chases reason far away, far away, hey And still your gypsy wind Will soothe my soul and call me back again Growing wise with age, we come to see the printing Through the pictures on the page And something's always lost The gain is always tempered by the cost And I wonder at the ways The strands of love meander Through our close and distant days The blood of passion plays Burns our thirsty souls And chases reason far away, far away, hey And still your gypsy wind Will soothe my soul and call me back again And still your gypsy wind Will soothe my soul and call me back again Lyric from www.lyricmania.com |