Gypsie

Have you heard about the gypsy?
Have you heard the lady call?
Who am I to portray he likeness?
She's made everything come real

In her hands I take another day
In her breast I hear her heart
I will wait until tomorrow
Then I'll smile and say she's right

Then smile on and laugh about it
I see a golden bird
Spreading wings that she might fly
Underneath a stardust sky
And never ask why but understand

I have asked so many questions
You have heard them all before
I've just got to be sure of myself
Before I do any more
And lady you can help me
Put me on the right road
Lady you can help me to carry the load

Then smile on and laugh about it
I see a golden bird
Spreading wings that she might fly
Underneath a stardust sky
And never ask why but understand