The gypsy in me can never be free,
Never be wild like the wind.
The gypsy in me I keep in a cage
Locked up like a soul that has sinned.
Time and again I dream of a life
I'm wandering with no home,
So I soar to the skies,
No restraints, no goodbyes,
No place that I'd never roam.
But these wings I will tie
So I cannot fly
Away to the arms of the breeze,
So don't stay by my side as I have to deny
The gypsy in me.
Time and again I dream of a life
I'm wandering with no home,
So I soar to the skies,
No restraints, no goodbyes,
No place that I'd never roam.
But these wings I will tie
So I cannot fly
Away to the arms of the breeze,
So don't stay by my side as I have to deny
The gypsy in me.