John Otway

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 From Letras Mania